My brother, Murray, had a heart attack on Monday, Memorial Day, while hiking alone high on a mountain. He got to the hospital about four hours later after a helicopter rescue and lived to tell about it. He calls it a "Mur" acle!" Ballard and I flew down Tuesday to see him. We are so thankful he is ok, albeit with some heart damage. We met his girlfriend, Kelly, and that was a treat. She is cute and wonderful.
3 comments:
Wow! I didn't hear about the helicopter part. It truly is a "mur"acle!
I'm glad he is o.k.
So sad to hear that. I don't like it one bit! No no uncle murray!!
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