It was 24 years ago that Fuji-like Mt. St. Helens blew her top. Not even mentioned on the local news here in P-Town tonight. I remember the the ash, I remember the views, the July 22 eruption is memorable because it occured on a beautiful cloudless day.
Mostly I remember my friend Bob Kaseweter who had a cabin at Spirit Lake. He went up to the lake on that day to get his stuff out of the cabin. That was the end of the life of a person who was full of life and loved to live it on the edge. He died on the edge and I am sure that he was thrilled the last few seconds of his life.
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