Monday …Monday

  • Wed Jul 1st, 2020 9:40am
  • Life

Last Monday was not a good day, I was still dealing with the new page format and I was working frantically to get content in so that we could start getting the pages set up. On top of dealing with that, I was trying to deal with people wanting subscriptions, people with subscription questions, and people who had not yet received their subscriptions.

Then there was the onslaught of negative letters, comments, and phone calls regarding the June 3 incident with the Spokane family … it has almost been overwhelming! So I am going to say again if you were involved or know something please for the sake of your community, please address your part in it!

So it was about 1:30ish and I still had not set up the pages and I was getting a little panicky when I heard a call-out-tone on the emergency scanner that I have here at my office. The dispatcher said there was a man down and unresponsive on the street where my parents live …I knew it had to be my dad and I knew he had most likely died.

I called my sister with my cell phone to tell her my fear …at that time a person I didn’t know called my office number to say she was with my mother and that she and another woman had found my dad and had called 9-1-1.

I sent a quick email to my co-worker in Sequim letting her know what was going on. My sister and I arrived as the Forks ambulance crew was just leaving with him for the hospital. Thanks to all that were on the scene; Britni Duncan and Tim Wade with the ambulance, Clallam County Sheriff Deputy Hoban and Forks Police Chief Mike Rowley, also thanks to neighbor Nick Riggan for your kind words and especially thanks to the two woman who stayed with my dad and helped my mom make calls. Sadly, in all the confusion and shock …we don’t remember your names. There were probably other ambulance crew members on the scene too that I didn’t see …thanks to you too.

We got to the Forks Hospital and Tim came out to help my mom into the emergency room, it was then we learned that they were still working on him; he had once said if he ever went down give him the works …thanks to all that gave him the works …but the works didn’t work.

Thanks to FCH nurses Amy Wood and Jen Adams for letting us come in and be with him. During these COVID times, we have all read such sad stories about people dying alone, thanks Forks Community Hospital staff for letting us come and be with him.

As we were saying our goodbyes the doctor that was working the emegency room that day came into the room, I would like to thank him for kneeling next to us and asking us to tell him about my dad’s life. He asked what he had done for work …we said he was a logger …he said, “Those guys are tough” …we said, “yes they are.” Again I don’t remember the doctor’s name but thanks so much for being so caring.

My dad was going on 92 years old …he had gone outside on Monday to weed-eat …my mother told him not to. But he told her it was going to rain the next day and he needed to get it done.

He didn’t quite get it done …and it did rain the next day …

I started his obituary but didn’t get it done in time for this week and will share it next week.

Thanks to everyone for all the kind words and the flowers …

It’s Father’s Day this weekend …Happy Father’s Day dad!

Monday, Monday, so good to me

Monday mornin’, it was all I hoped it would be

Oh Monday mornin’, Monday mornin’ couldn’t guarantee

That Monday evenin’ you would still be here with me…

Christi Baron