...have been greatly exaggerated.
Yesterday my wife recieved a phone call from a local (as local as you get around here anyway) dive shop owner that we've known for a long time.
I was ouside waiting for my wife. We were on our way out to pick up a couple of horses that we just baught (running late as usual) when the phone rang. I yelled in the house "Who is it?". Her reply came back as "mumble...mumble...dead". Well my heart dropped into my throat because I thought she was trying to tell me that some one had died. I yelled back..."Who". She yelled back..."You". I said..."No. Who's dead?". She said..."You are". I said..."I am not!". She said "Well, that's not what Tom says!".
Realizing that we just weren't going to get those horses picked up until this was settled I went in the house and picked up the phone so that I could convince all three of us that I was not dead.
Tom was calling to see if my wife needed any help as he had heard that I was killed in a cave diving accident. It was a kind and much appreciated gesture and there is a measure of comfort in knowing that the local dive community will be there for my family should I ever get killed in a cave diving accident.
In the mean time though, please disregard any rumors you may have heard concerning my recent death. It would be presumptuous of me to make any guaranties for the future but, at least for the present, I am still here.
PS...Should any one come upon any detailed information about the accident I would be interested in hearing about it.
Yesterday my wife recieved a phone call from a local (as local as you get around here anyway) dive shop owner that we've known for a long time.
I was ouside waiting for my wife. We were on our way out to pick up a couple of horses that we just baught (running late as usual) when the phone rang. I yelled in the house "Who is it?". Her reply came back as "mumble...mumble...dead". Well my heart dropped into my throat because I thought she was trying to tell me that some one had died. I yelled back..."Who". She yelled back..."You". I said..."No. Who's dead?". She said..."You are". I said..."I am not!". She said "Well, that's not what Tom says!".
Realizing that we just weren't going to get those horses picked up until this was settled I went in the house and picked up the phone so that I could convince all three of us that I was not dead.
Tom was calling to see if my wife needed any help as he had heard that I was killed in a cave diving accident. It was a kind and much appreciated gesture and there is a measure of comfort in knowing that the local dive community will be there for my family should I ever get killed in a cave diving accident.
In the mean time though, please disregard any rumors you may have heard concerning my recent death. It would be presumptuous of me to make any guaranties for the future but, at least for the present, I am still here.
PS...Should any one come upon any detailed information about the accident I would be interested in hearing about it.
