I'm sure that everyone knows about James Kim by now. I've been reading his stuff off and on for years. I say hero. But I grate at just how close he was.
CENTRAL POINT, Ore. — The San Francisco man who sought help for his stranded family and got lost in the snowy wilderness died of hypothermia near a fishing lodge stacked with food, authorities said.
James Kim, 35, had no way of knowing about the Black Bar Lodge. His body was found in shallow water feeding Big Windy Creek, about a mile away from the lodge, where he could have found shelter, warmth and enough food for months, authorities said Thursday.
That the Houston Chronicle.
Arrgh. Arrgh. Arrgh. So close, yet so far away. Rest in peace, Mr. Kim. At least you went out on your feet, trying to save your family.
The world sighs, James dies, and that's about the extent of the poetry in it.
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It's so sad. You know his widow will be tormented for the rest of her life thinking "I could've, should've, would've done this or that".
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