Liam's birthday, he turned eight.MacArthur Wright's last day on the earth. He was helping a friend spread some fresh mulch across the yard, when said he had to sit down for a while. His friend walked around the corner. Mac told him, "Don't get too hot!"
When his friend came back, Mac wasn't there. His friend went around the corner of the house, and found Mac on the ground, clutching his chest. Mac kept asking, "Why isn't it working?" But his pace maker never went off.
His friend called 911, and called Mac's wife. She and her youngest son were only a couple of blocks away from him. They made it in time to speak with him for a few minutes.
The medics showed up. They put him in the ambulance. But that was it. They called the coroner and he pronounced right there, in the vehicle.
So now my son's birthday is forever entwined with the death of a friend and coworker of mine.
Rest in peace, Mac.
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