The Crash

  

Marie and I plowed into a deer while riding in the Eastern Sierras near Mammoth Mountain. I saw the deer, a grey blur, running from my right and recognized that we were going to hit. I don't remember any else until I woke up the next day in the hospital in Reno.
     I broke a bone in my left hand, a rib, my nose and fouled up my collar bone and knees. But it was Marie that was far more seriously injured. Her right leg was so badly damaged that it required three emergency surgeries to stabilize the broken bones and repair the blood supply. She is still hospitalized six weeks after the accident.