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Last Day of November

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Today is the last day of November.  That means December is tomorrow.  I think of December as the real start of winter, even though it isn’t official for three more weeks.

I like the 4 seasons.  I like the different temperatures.  I like the trees growing leaves and growing them.  I like the leaves falling off and the wind blowing them around the neighborhood.

I’m not too big on it getting dark around 5.  And I’m not too big on the traffic.  Seems like everyone is just drives a car in the winter, no matter if it is a nice day out.

It hasn’t been too cold in Topeka yet.  The lows have been in the 30’s and high now are in the 50’s.  We haven’t even turned on our furnace yet.  Seems like our house is staying in the upper 60’s without any help.   I’m not sure what that is all about. Maybe all the pets?  Or cooking?  I don’t have any other explanations.

I won’t be able to ride outdoors at all this winter.  At least where there is any snow or a situation where I might fall and whack my head.  I would like to ride my bike outside as soon as I can.  It is sort of up to me now.  I guess it always was.  I’ve been reading a bunch about this TBI thing and the risk/reward deal.  And I’m going to be cautious, which isn’t my normal style.

I’ve been riding the ergometer inside for a while now.  I got my bike back from the Walberg’s house a couple days ago.  I have no idea what happened to it.  The rear wheels is bent over like I’ve never done before.   Luckily, for a Lemond trainer, you don’t need a rear wheel.

The Lemond trainer is super smooth and having wattage, like exact wattage is nice.  I feel okay ride, nothing special.  I have to sometimes not ride much because of headaches, dizziness and such.

Today I’m heading to do a balance test at the ENT place.  It takes a couple hours and they put goggles on me and measure my eye movements.  I’ve heard they put warm water in my ears. I’m not sure what that is about, but I’m interested in the results.

I’m pretty sure the majority of my dizziness, being off-balance, is ear related.  And that is fixable. I’ve tried  a couple times, with pretty good results, but I’m not 100% cured.  I think that I can get that fixed in the next week or so.  At least I hope so.

Okay, I haven’t been able to have any caffeine the last couple days.  That really isn’t a big deal.  I haven’t been having much recently anyway.

I have to be done eating in the next 10 minutes, so I’d better do finish up and eat something.

My bike was fairly unscathed in the crash.  I'm not sure what happened to this wheel.  Even though I was riding with 4 other guys, no one really saw what happened.

My bike was fairly unscathed in the crash. I’m not sure what happened to this wheel. Even though I was riding with 4 other guys, no one really saw what happened.

I can't remember bending a wheel like this before.  Especially from just flipping over the bars.

I can’t remember bending a wheel like this before. Especially from just flipping over the bars.

 

 

6 Hours Sleep

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Last night I slept 6 hours, which is close to a record the last 6 weeks.  It has been exactly 6 weeks since I crashed and fractured my skull.  Man, 6 weeks seems like a long time ago, but for me, it doesn’t seem that long.  I’m not sure if that is a good thing or bad thing.  All I know is that I that my advice is to try to keep your skull not broken.  I’ve broken a lot of bones in my life and so far, the skull wins as the worst.

I have been taking melatonin before going to bed, but skipped it last night.  I’m not much into pills on a constant basis.  Maybe the tryptophan from the turkey yesterday gave me some extra z’s? Whatever the reason, I’m slowly getting longer nights, which makes me feel better.

I have physical therapy in about an hour.  Gonna try to get realigned to be way less dizzy.  I did it on Wednesday and it worked great.  That was for my right ear.  Now the left.

I’ve never done much on black friday.  I don’t really shop much, so it isn’t that interesting to me. Shopping traffic is kind of foreign to me.  I usually get it the day before Christmas, but that is because of putting off Christmas shopping until last minute.

Thanksgiving dinner was great yesterday.  Stacie brought an organic turkey, whatever that is, and lots of great fruits and such.  Trudi made cranberry sauce and other side dishes too.  The only extra diner was Catherine’s mom.  I went over and picked her up.  I like her alot, so it was super nice seeing her.  Obviously, I haven’t been very social the last 6 weeks.

There is a group ride here this afternoon.  I’m still only riding inside, so I can’t go.  I’m supposed to wait until most if my symptoms are pretty much done before I venture out.  I could, for sure, ride outside now, but that probably isn’t the prudent thing to do.  I’m not going to be riding on any road that has any snow, ice, or even moisture on it for a while.  It isn’t a good idea to hit your head twice very close together.  The 2nd time is way worse than the 1st.  I can’t imagine that and am going to try to avoid experiencing that if at all possible.

Okay, I have to get going.  There are a couple cross races on the internet this weekend.  A World Cup tomorrow, which will be fun to watch.  Crazy it is nearly December.  I hope this turns into a short winter.  I can’t see any upside to winter and head healing.  And it really hasn’t started yet.

Stacie putting stuffing in the turkey.

Stacie putting stuffing in the turkey.

Trudi, Karl and Adam getting ready to ride before the Thanksgiving meal.

Trudi, Karl and Adam getting ready to ride before the Thanksgiving meal.

These turkeys were walking around at Catherine's mom's place. I almost always see wild turkeys on Thanksgiving Day. I wonder why that is?

These turkeys were walking around at Catherine’s mom’s place. I almost always see wild turkeys on Thanksgiving Day. I wonder why that is?

Catherine's mom and me yesterday.

Catherine’s mom and me yesterday.

This bird was at Catherine's mom's. It is beautiful.

This bird was at Catherine’s mom’s. It is beautiful.

 

 

Pretty Okay Doctor’s Visit

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Yesterday I spent most of the day in Kansas City at KU Med.  I had appointments scheduled from 10 to 3, so it was always going to be a long-ish day.  At least for me, in my current broken state.  I didn’t really run out of energy until I got back into the car to do the hour plus drive back.

Anyway, everything went pretty well.  First I did a MRI on my neck.  If you haven’t done a MRI, it’s a trip.  Don’t do it if you don’t like being confined in a tube or loud noises.  Even though you are wearing headphones, the noise that a MRI makes is loud and weird.  I don’t mind it at all, so I actually fell asleep some.

When I got out of the MRI, the technician was a nice woman and, out of the blue, she asked me if I had used a shaman to address my broken skull issues.  I told her no, that I was sticking with conventional medicine as of now.  I asked her if there was one here at the hospital.  She said no.

Then I asked her if she knew one and she said no again.   So I asked here why she suggested a shaman and she said that another cyclists had done a MRI and that he felt his best improvement was by the use of a shaman.  I’ll stick with what I’m doing now, but keep the shaman deal for backup.

Anyway, after the MRI, I went to the spine area and did an EMG on my arms.  I’ve had some tingling issues with my hands since I cracked my skull, so they wanted to test the nerves to make sure that it wasn’t in my arms or neck.

Basically a EMG is being mildly electrocuted multiple times and recording how fast the electricity travels through the nerves.  I guess the number is approximately 50 meters a second. I’m sure that isn’t the measurement they use, but that is the average healthy speed.

After they shocked for a while, they took a 26 gauge needle and stuck it into a bunch of different muscles, from my forearms to my back.  I’d go for lots of MRI’s before I’d do that again.  Skip it if you have an option.

Last, I saw my doctor, Dr. Nielsen.  She is great.  She is the reason I’m driving 2 1/2 hours to KU for treatment.

She gave me a pretty optimistic, upbeat report.  She was happy how things have been going the last two weeks since I saw her last.  I had a slew of questions to ask and she answered them easily, with good options.

She had already looked at the results from the MRI and say that I “have a beautiful neck”, which was nice.  She showed me a picture of it and that the  spacing between the vertebrae was perfect.  Plus, nothing was broken.  She said that my neck issues are muscle, not bone, which is always a good thing if you get to make a choice.

Anyway, I negotiated a little more exercise.  Actually, my exercise schedule is what I can handle. I’m going to up my max heart rate 10 beats every week or two for the next month.  I’ll keep doing that as long as I don’t feel any worse at all when I’d training.  No worse headache or dizziness.  Last night I rode an hour at 250 watts and felt alright.  My max heart rate is now around 130.

Okay, that was about it.  It is going to be a slow process, but I think I’m doing alright considering. I don’t have another doctor’s appointment until right before Christmas.  Dr. Nielsen told me that she classified my injury as a mild to moderate TBI, with complications.  I know that doesn’t sound that good, but considering how much worse it could have been, I’ll take it.

So, I’m not going to be racing anytime in the next few months.  I shouldn’t, or more accurately, can’t hit my head anytime soon.  And by soon, I mean for a few months.   I can ride outside when the majority of my symptoms are  gone.  So that means, way fewer headaches and little to no spinning. I think I can take care of the dizziness/vertigo deal the next couple weeks.  I’m thinking it is an ear issue, but it also could be some brain input too.  I’m hoping fixing the ears will do the trick.

Anyway, that is the report.  I’m sleeping somewhere between 5 and 6 hours now.  If my ears weren’t ringing, I could sleep more.  It is going to go away slowly, I’ve been told.  It already has.  I guess that is the speed of this whole ordeal.  I guess I’m lucky it’s November.  I’m not much on sitting around, but if I have to, then it should be over the winter I guess.

Dr. Nielsen and myself.

Dr. Nielsen and myself.

I'm not sure about doing outpatient stuff at a hospital and having to wear one of these. (Not the watch.)

I’m not sure about doing outpatient stuff at a hospital and having to wear one of these. (Not the watch.)

Tucker went yesterday and was a little mad he got left in the car.

Tucker went yesterday and was a little mad he got left in the car.

 

5 Weeks Out/In

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Today it has been exactly 5 weeks since I crashed and fractured my skull.  It is hard for me to get a handle on that time frame. Since I don’t really have any agenda, sometimes the days drag like crazy, other times it is slow, but not crazy slow.   It is really day by day.  The days are going alright recently.  I can’t say that I could live like this continually, but compared to just a little over a week ago, I am doing amazingly well.

For sure, I have some issues.  I’m going to KU Med on Monday and spending most of the day there.  I’m doing a MRI on my neck, which isn’t so good, and then spending the rest of the time with the neurologist.  I think she’ll be happy with my progression since I last saw her, but I’m in pretty unfamiliar territory here, so what do I know.

I’ve been walking some outside, and riding the training once or twice a day.  It is hard getting on the trainer when I have a splitting headache, but I know that once I start riding, it gets a ton better.  I’ve up my heart rate to anything below 110.  I kind of did that on my own.  That is enough to sweat, but not really get a workout.  I think I’m riding around 200 watts, which isn’t embarrassingly pitiful considering.

I think most of the reason I’m doing better is that I’m sleeping more.  Last night was another record, over 6 hours.  The thing that always wakes me up is a headache.  It is getting better continually, but I’d love to get in another hour or two.  I think my brain would really appreciate it.

I still have close to 1000 emails I haven’t read yet.  I plan to allocate some time to those soon. The problem with that is when I feel good enough to do that, I’d rather be doing something else.  Life, I guess.

It has been super weather here in Kansas.  That changed last night.  It was in the upper 70’s yesterday, but a cold front blew in last night and it is in the lower 40’s now, which isn’t super cold for November.  One of the highlights of my day is going to the back yard and sitting in the sun with Tucker.  And a cat, which is always up for that.   It’s going to be back in the 60’s early next week, so I can’t really complain.  It has been a warm fall so far.

I’m hoping that on Monday, when seeing the doctor, she’s okay me to do some other exercises. This is close to the longest period of my life I’d been so sedentary.  Even when I’ve been real broken up, I’ve figured out a way to stay relatively fit or in shape.  This one is different.  The risk/reward factor is much higher.   So, it is just spinning inside.

I feel I need to thank everyone again for being so encouraging.  And for all the stuff.  Seems like I’m getting a package nearly everyday.  I’m doing alright.  It could have been a lot, lot, worse.

It is definitely turning fall here in Kansas. A little late really.

It is definitely turning fall here in Kansas. A little late really.

I was looking for pictures yesterday and found these. This is me and Andy (Hampsten) at the Coor's Classic. Bernard Hinault and Greg Lemond are behind/between us.

I was looking for pictures yesterday and found these. This is me and Andy (Hampsten) at the Coor’s Classic. Bernard Hinault and Greg Lemond are behind/between us.  Andy looks better than the rest of us here.

Here I am at the start of a race in Texas with Eric Heiden. Check out his arms. They still look pretty much like that.

Here I am at the start of a race in Texas with Eric Heiden. Check out his arms. They still look pretty much like that.

This photo was from the Coor's race in 1985, after I'd hit the car in England and had only ridden a couple weeks before the race. I'd made it three days and then completely fell apart. The race doctor wanted to take me to the hospital, but I wouldn't leave my hotel room for some reason. I ended up doing IV's all night, no sleep, then raced Tahoe to Reno and finished fine. One of the two times in my life I've done IV's at a race. Both times I was in dire need.

This photo was from the Coor’s race in 1985, after I’d hit the car in England and had only ridden a couple weeks before the race. I’d made it three days and then completely fell apart. The race doctor wanted to take me to the hospital, but I wouldn’t leave my hotel room for some reason. I ended up doing IV’s all night, no sleep, then raced Tahoe to Reno and finished fine. One of the two times in my life I’ve done IV’s at a race. The other time was in Guatemala.   Both times I was in a dire situation. .This is the closest I got to Thomas Dekker’s saga.    And the last time I did an IV, other than 5 weeks ago at the Intensive Care WIng of Stormont Vail.  This photo was at the Harrahs hotel in Reno.

 

Thinking about Dying

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I’ve had a couple bad days this past week.  In general, I thought I was progressing, but when the day heads south, it is hard keeping upbeat thoughts going.

Yesterday, I guess I had a setback.  I hope it was just a setback.  By 7 or 8 last night, I was close to heading back to the emergency room.  The only thing that stopped me was I have already done it once before and knew what the reaction would be.  So I just figured out a way to shut my eyes and rode it out, somewhat.

I did sleep a couple hours last night.  It wasn’t what I’m trying for, but I am happy the night is done.  I feel a tad better this morning, so maybe the sleep is the reason.

So, deep into the night, or early this morning, I started thinking about if what was going on is that just something went badly wrong and if I didn’t get to the hospital, maybe I was just going to pass out and die.  That was a first.  I wasn’t really scared, but was getting close.  I am normally a pretty optimistic type person, so this is really a bet off-track for me.

I’m not feeling sorry for myself.  All cyclists crash, it is part of the deal.  I’ve never thought of this is a reason to quit the sport, or any individual race.  And, I’ve hit my head a number of times too.  This one just happened to be a lot worse.

But, I haven’t thought much about dying in my life.  I’m not sure why because I’ve been hurt, fairly badly, lots of times over my life.  I fell out of a tree and ruptured my spleen when I was 6.  That was a close one.  I was hit by a taxi cab just a couple years later.  And it continued.

I hit a car in the British Milk race going well over 100km/hr.  I was out for a while after that. And broke a lot of bones.

But each of those times, it didn’t cross my mind that I might die.

Both of my parents have died.  They didn’t live healthy lives and I sort of have a hard time understanding how they lived as long as they did.  I have had many friends that have died too. From accidents and illness.    Of course, each time I was very sad.  But I didn’t really relate it to my dying.

Hey, I am over 50 years old.  By all tables, even if I get lucky, I’m close to 2/3’s the whole through my life.  Really, I am surprised that I’ve lived this long.  I don’t have too many regrets.

But this head injury is a different deal.  I’ve been hurt nearly as much as I do now, being broken up in other ways.  But this headache/dizzy spinning deal is pretty hard to ride out.  It is like I’ve drank enough that I’m going to be sick and puke, but I haven’t drank anything.  Being nauseated for hours a day isn’t something I’d wish on anyone.

I’ve read up a ton on what is going on with me.  I like to think, and I’ve been told by my doctors, is that I’m going to be fine, eventually.  But my eventually is way quicker than what is currently going on.

I didn’t do anything yesterday that I think should have made me feel so bad for close to 12 hours now, and counting.  At least something that I know about right now. Maybe I will eventually figure it out, I haven’t yet.

I have an ear doctor’s appointment this afternoon.  I have a lot of questions to ask him.  I’m hoping to feel a tad better before that or it is going to be a challenge.  Just sitting in a car has been pretty bad most of the time.  I don’t drive. That will be a big improvement.

Anyway, I need to finish this, I don’t feel good.  I’m not scared of dying.  I know I am going to die. I know that just over a month ago, I could have easily died.  But I learned that wouldn’t have been painful.  I would have just been out doing what I love, riding my bike and then, poof, I’m gone. Of course that would sadden a lot of different people, but humans do die.

This is a little different though.  I hope to get a lot better.  I always thought this recovery was going to be a little challenging, just because of how I feel.  But that I’d eventually be back up to speed.  I never anticipated these setbacks.

Maybe I didn’t get to an article that covered them or something.  I don’t like them.  Laying around for over 20 hours a day doesn’t suit me.  Laying around feeling awful is even worse.  I would like to think that days like yesterday are going to be less and less.  And that it doesn’t continue today.  But, obviously, I don’t know squat about this. I probably won’t until it is all over.

The super moon was a highlight of the night yesterday. If you didn't get a chance to see it, it you can still go out tonight and it will be impressive. It won't be this big again until 2034, so it will be a while.

The super moon was a highlight of the night yesterday. If you didn’t get a chance to see it, it you can still go out tonight and it will be impressive. It won’t be this big again until 2034, so it will be a while.

I've been trying to lay outside as much as possible. Tucker is always game. And usually at least one cat. It is nice.

I’ve been trying to lay outside as much as possible. Tucker is always game. And usually at least one cat. It is nice.

 

 

Sunday

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You know, these days are really dragging along.  I’m too tired, or dizzy, to do much more than just sit.  And even though I’m sleeping some, I’m awake way more than I should be, so the days are longer than usual.  I wouldn’t normally mind that, but when I’m too under the weather to do anything productive, then the extra time seems valueless, even though maybe it just a short time, I’ll appreciate it.

Yesterday was Tucker’s 11 month birthday.  He loves running around in the fields that even though it isn’t too great for my energy levels, I’m doing it.  We end up walking a ways, which has to be good for me.  I’m walking pretty slowly, still having a balance issue.  It’s getting better, but it is still bad.

We ate dinner at the Walberg’s house.  It is just two blocks from mine, so it was another short walk.  It is fall here in Kansas now, the evening are cool.  I’m not eating much yet.  I’m not sure what that is all about.  Left over from Seattle, Keith and Catherine make pretty complicated and great meals at night.  This was the same.  It was super.

Yesterday I got a lot of emails.  I looked at some of them, which is kind of a first.  I still have nearly a 1000 I haven’t read.  I’m not sure when I’m going to go through those.  I can’t image doing it now.

I realize that so many of the emails are super uplifting and super nice.  I have to say that I am surprised how many people I don’t really know have reached out with their knowledge and encouragement.  Surprised might not be the right word.  Humbled might be more appropriate.

People I haven’t talked to or seen for years have sent me notes.  Even more is the gifts.  I can’t believe how many packages have come.  Bike tires, books on tapes, Omaha steaks, music, you name it, I have it now.

I have been thinking back upon this whole episode.  I don’t think I appreciated how jacked up I was at first.  I have been recreating the first few days I spent in the intensive care and now realize I don’t have an ability to remember much.  I don’t think I was out of commission.  I think my head hurt so badly that I didn’t have any extra energy to do anything other than try to deal with the pain.  Or throw up.

I have super good friends.  A lot of them.  They were by my side from the second I was laying on the road to leaving the hospital nearly a week later.  Again, at the time I don’t think I appreciated them enough because of my inability to do it at the time.

Joseph Schmalz rode over from Lawrence yesterday to see me.  That was super nice.  He ended up staying over an hour.  I hope he got back before it was dark.  He is racing Kansas State Cylcocross Championships in Kansas City today.  He was hurt pretty good in Hotter than Hell a couple months ago, so is just back into shape.  He should do fine today.  I wish him luck.

Okay, it’s all baby steps.  I’ve been riding the trainer everyday the past week.  Pitiful resistance and pitiful heart rate.  Even though, I feel a ton better just doing something even though it sometimes is a chore getting on it.  When I’m done, I feel the best I’ve felt all day.

I hope to go out to the country again this afternoon.  Bill has been bringing his English Setter too.  I think Catherine is going to come today and bring Jason, a pocket Pomeranian.  Jason is great, but not really a field dog.  He does try though.

These walks are the highlights of my day. At least I can do them somewhat.  It is better than sitting in a chair moping.

Kansas has locust trees. I hate these things. More than once, I've impaled myself on these.

Kansas has locust trees. I hate these things. More than once, I’ve impaled myself on these.

Tucker runs continuously. He comes back and checks on us pretty often, but he has things to do.

Tucker runs continuously. He comes back and checks on us pretty often, but he has things to do.

There is worse things to do than walking around out in the country letting your dog play.

There is worse things to do than walking around out in the country letting your dog play.

 

Tucker 11 Month Old – Me, 4 Weeks

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Today Tucker is just one month from a year old.  He is still learning, but he is a great dog and true friend.  Tucker has made the last month so much more tolerable.  We’re hopefully going to take him and a few of his dog buddies out to the country today to let them run crazy through the fields.

I say I’m 4 weeks old because yesterday was 4 weeks since I crashed and fractured my skull. This past 4 weeks has been pretty strange.  Like maybe the strangest 4 weeks in my adult live.  I think I learned a bunch of stuff that I didn’t know about the human body that I never would have known, but the stuff I learned is only important to people not firing exactly right.  That is an understatement in many ways.

This past week I’ve been getting better.  A lot compared to the first three weeks.  I say that, but things are in turmoil enough, at least in flux, that it morphs on an hourly basis during the day.

Yesterday I woke up feeling the best I’d felt.  I wasn’t too dizzy and wasn’t much nauseated at all.  That was until about noon, then I started a slow descent.  By midnight, I wasn’t really able to lay horizontal to sleep, spinning like crazy anytime I got close to flat enough to sleep.  So, I didn’t sleep much compared to the last three nights.

This sleep thing is super important.  The more I can sleep, the better I’ve been feeling.  I think my head has really gotten closer to normal, but my ears are still so jacked up that the off-balance, spinning isn’t great.  The headaches aren’t nearly as bad as they were just 5 days ago. So if they keep improving like this past week, I should be alright sometime before Thanksgiving there.  Or at least Christmas.

Man, I write that and think, how can I be okay with that time frame.  Christmas is a month and a half away.  I think that is so long, but in the TBI time frame, it is pretty quick.  I haven’t really got that schedule totally absorbed.

I write all this, but this is just life.  I had a pretty bad crash and the results could had been much worse.  As usual, I feel lucky really.

On a sadder note here, I got contacted by my old Raleigh team mate, Mark Frise last night and he told me that his father, Bob, had passed away yesterday.

I’ve know Mr. Frise since I first started racing bikes.  Mark and Greg Demgen came down to Lawrence Kansas for the 2nd race I ever did.  They were riding for the Big 4, a trucking company that Mr. Frise owned.  I was only 14 and the last guy to stay with them.  The race was only 20 miles and about 10 miles in, they just said something and dropped me instantly.  I finished 3rd.

I raced against those two guys, along with Jeff Bradley, and a slew of other super talented young guys the next three years.  It was the reason I progressed.  Once Greg Lemond started hanging out in the midwest, it got just that much better.  There is no way I would have been nearly as good without this competition.

I went up to Lacrosse Wisconsin and stayed with Mark and his family a few times.  I’d never ridden my bike anywhere with such unbelievable climbs.  Mark and Greg Demgen took me out on rides that completely hooked me on the sport.  Greg Lemonds wife Kathy, is from Lacrosse too.  I saw her father, who was an allergy doctor, early in my career.

Mr. Frise always looked out for me.  He knew my situation and was super nice and helpful during those early years.  He took Mark and I up to Canada for the Tour de l’Abitibi, which Mark won overall.  My first trip out of the country to race my bike.  Actually, the first time I raced my bike over 2 days in a row.  I still have one of Mark’s leader’s jerseys from that race.  It is wool, of course.  Embroidered.  It is a jersey I cherish.

Mark’s dad mainly treated me like another one of his kids.   And his mom did the same.  She washed my clothes and fed me, which wasn’t an easy thing back in those days.   I was fortunate to have friends, then team mates, with such great parents.  It was the only way I got to progress to this point of my life.

I guess I’m to the age where my friend’s parents are close to the end of their lives.  It was an honor to have known Bob Frise.  I feel for Mark and his sisters and mother. Life is so unfair many times.

I’ll find some photos and post them later today.

Tucker is super obedient most of the time. Here he is waiting to jump out of the van and run into the fields as fast as he can.

Tucker is super obedient most of the time. Here he is waiting to jump out of the van and run into the fields as fast as he can.

As soon as I say it's okay, he jumps and is gone.

As soon as I say it’s okay, he jumps and is gone.

 

An Instagram post from Mark's son today.

An Instagram post from Mark’s son today.

1978 Junior National Team Top L-R: Ed Burke, Jeff Bradley, Mark Frise, Ron Kiefel, Lee Ziff, Bill Humphries. Eddy B Bottom L-R: Thurlow Rogers, Greg Demgen, Greg Lemond, Bob Bergdahl, Chris Carmichael

1978 Junior National Team
Top L-R: Ed Burke, Jeff Bradley, Mark Frise, Ron Kiefel, Lee Ziff, Bill Humphries. Eddy B
Bottom L-R: Thurlow Rogers, Greg Demgen, Greg Lemond, Bob Bergdahl, Chris Carmichael.