Emmaline Lowe was twenty-three years old when the heart in her father’s chest sputtered its last ba-BUMP.
His legs folded crooked beneath him and the thoughts in his head drifted away in a cream-in-coffee swirl.
Ten minutes later his wife Ruth rounded the corner of the bread aisle at the Smiley’s IGA and discovered his body.
Ambulances were called and compressions administered. At the hospital, tubes were inserted. Doctors and nurses took every heroic measure. Six hours later everyone, Ruth included, agreed they had done all they could do.
Sixty year-old Henry Lowe was remanded to the custody of the Douglas County Coroner’s office