Bethel, Alaska not far from me. sorry to hear this egg salute bro you and your family are in our prayers
Thanks, bud. Yes, just east from Bethel is a place called Nyac. We used to live there for six months back in the early eighties when Dad was working for a gold mining company there. No roads to it. It's almost as remote as you can get in this country.
Anyway, the mining project there has been resurrected under a new outfit of which Dad had been hired on as the head geologist for. He was in the process of getting crew & equipment lined up and put together when this happened. From what I learned so far, he headed out on his four-wheeler to where three guys were putting some equipment together, and at some point these guys needed to go back someplace to retrieve some tools. When they returned a short time later, he was found slumped over on the four-wheeler. They tried to revive him, and apparently there was a doctor that showed up shortly after, but it was too late.
We're certain it was blood pressure related because he had been taking it while here at home and doing relatively well. He had been to the doctor before, but was very tight-lipped about what was discussed as to his condition, seemingly in a denial state. From what we understood from him when he shipped off to Alaska, he discovered that airport security at some point had gone through his duffle bag, and in so doing his blood pressure meds were crushed. He made arrangements to have some shipped to him, and so there was a significant gap of time where we think the lapse in taking his meds contributed to his passing.
Again, thanks for the kind words. We will press on...
