Ken Pearson breathed his last on Monday night. Pneumonia finally did him in, as it does so many. He was in and out of consciousness on Friday, but never responded or opened his eyes. The stubborn old Swede held on longer than anyone could have expected. The will to live was strong in that one; in the end, it was like sitting with a breathing corpse. His spirit was completely gone, but his body insisted on taking one - more - breath. Then another. Then another. Tough old bird. It was a long time coming and hard to watch, but you gotta admire the sheer perserverance. Poor old guy.
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