The good samaritan and quick responses from healthy humans
It was a hot and humid, 90-degree summer day driving home on 435 South in Missouri and we were visiting my family in North Kansas City.
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It was a hot and humid, 90-degree summer day driving home on 435 South in Missouri and we were visiting my family in North Kansas City.
The time is ticking. My coach, who also happens to be my husband, just told me I had 45 seconds left to complete my final weightlifting attempt. I needed to complete this lift before the buzzer on the timer went off.
Twenty years ago, I had switched majors twice, just gotten out of a pretty rough relationship and was working really hard to finish college as soon as possible. It was a Monday, and I arrived at the YMCA at 5:15 a.m. to workout before I drove back down the gravel road to my apartment in Loose Creek to get ready for my 8 a.m. Business Communications class.
Hat and scarf on, we had thrown on the oversized work gloves Dad had given to each of us, bundled up and ready to walk out the door.
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