Are You Sure?
Many, many years ago, on my first government job -- picking up trash and dead dogs for the Texas Highway Department -- I came across a puppy carcass beside IH-35 and, sadly, tossed the little body into the back of our converted gravel truck. An hour or so later, I clambered up the side of our odiferous, old truck and was shocked to see the little tan creature prancing around among the trash. Just stunned, I suppose. Rufus Cochrum, my trash-truck buddy, and I were so happy, it made the rest of the beastly hot summer day go by in a breeze. The puppy -- eyes alert, tongue out and tail wagging -- sat up front between us.
I thought of Rufus and the pup with two lives when I read this morning's story in the Austin American-Statesman about an April 17 traffic accident victim who was declared dead at the scene -- and then revived a short time later. A second paramedic team who by chance drove upon the accident decided to try to resuscitate the person because of the victim's age and the possibility that the person's organs could be donated. It worked.
We've never had to rescind an obituary here at The Post, and I suppose we never will, but that's one I'd surely be happy to write.
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