The first hint I had of this story was when I got a call from the doctor's office to reschedule my checkup that was planned for 08.Jan. My doctor is going to be out of the office due to a "family emergency."
My first thought was concern for his children. Our doctor attends our church and has 3 precious children, 2 boys and a girl. The eldest is about 7 and the little girl, the youngest, is about 18 months old.
Yesterday DH went to band practice at church and learned that our doctor's dad had passed away in an auto accident. He had some of the details, and we learned more of them today at church.
The dad's name is Bud. Bud's 2 dogs, Buster and Doc, whom he loves, sometimes get out of the yard and go for an adventure. This happened sometime in the wee hours Friday morning. Bud saw his dogs were missing and got in the car to search for them. Not finding them in the immediate area, he continued to look in the neighboring town. FYI this town is so close to our town that virtually one street corner is in our town and the opposing street corner is in the next town.
As he drove in the other town, a house fire attracted fire trucks. Bud's car rear-ended a fire engine. He never braked. He was taken to our hospital, where they surmise that he had had a stroke in the car. His injuries were minimal, but he never regained conciousness.
As the family gathered and the staff made plans to airlift him to nearby City, an attendant came to the family. "Does anyone here have two dogs?" "Our father," they replied.
"The two dogs are in the parking lot."
Bud was airlifted to nearby City where he passed away.
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