Hello Readers, I'm Bethany, Christine's oldest daughter. I'm writing on behalf of my mother today. Many of you may have heard the tragic news. As you read in the last Blog my mother got the opportunity of a lifetime to go elk hunting up in the mountains of New Mexico. Unfortunately, on Tuesday, October 13th at about 10:00 am she was involved in a horseback riding accident. She was nearly crushed by the horse and is lucky to be alive. Her right shoulder was shattered, several broken ribs and is very bang and bruised up. 48 hours after this tragic accident she had surgery taking two plates and 10 screws to put her shoulder back together. She is still recovering in the local hospital. She is hopefully going to be released soon. They are working to manage her pain and get her on a good schedule were they feel okay with sending her home. She is very weak and needs assistance with everything.The road to recovery has started; but, we are unsure how long it may be. This really could not of happen at a worst time. She had lost her job shortly before COVID-19 hit and with no job she has no medical insurance. Attached below is a link to a Gofundme account. Currently, we are unaware of the cost for her emergency room visit, surgery, hospital stay and physical therapy. We are grateful for her life today. Thankful to be surrounded by all our friends and family. We ask if you would keep her in your thoughts and prayers. If you can give, anything helps and please share.
The Clinton, Beathard & Klinginsmith Family
Hello friends, I hope you have had a wonderful week. Well I wanted to share something very close to my heart today. For those that don't know my Daddy died of pancreatic cancer over 10 years ago. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of him in one way or another. My dad retired from the union pacific railroad, trains were his thing. However, my dad was also a big game hunter. He has killed all but 2 of the top 10 big game. Which is a pretty big achievement. He had three girl, I being the oldest. He raised us all to hunt, fish and survive on our own. I remember my daddy smiling in the moment when he seen his girls out doing the boys as we were field dressing our game. In turn, I have taught my kids and now my grandkids the same steps in survival. Now, I have went on a lot of hunts in my time; but, never had the opportunity to shoot my game. Until now... Guess what I'm going on my very first elk hunt. I can not be more excited. This has been my hearts desire for a very long time. Although, my husband could not go this time, my son Matt is going with me. It's kind of funny. I was with him when he killed his first deer and now he will be with me when I get my first. I know my dad will not be there; but, in spirit he will. As I was packing my clothes the night before, I was going through some of my dads things. I found a pin with a train engine attached to it with a poem. The poem is YOU CAN DO IT. After reading that it was as if my daddy was giving me a special message from heaven. Now regardless if I get one or not the experience alone and bonding time with my son will be priceless.
Thank you Dad for teaching me things that most women don't even get the opportunity to ever do.