
How do you know when it's the right time to say goodbye to a beloved dog?
At least, that's the version I want to believe. But since Mazie died on April 29, I've talked to veterinarians who say our dog and cat companions don't show pain the way humans do. So was it really love in her eyes at the end, or was it desperation?
We never knew Mazie's origin story. My sister, a former animal control officer, spotted her running in heavy traffic in 2012 and managed to coax her into her car. We spent a couple months searching for her owner — she was such a beautiful dog we figured somebody must be missing her — but Mazie wasn't chipped and no one claimed her, so she joined our family, first in my sister's home and finally mine, where she became a doting companion to my late husband, who had Alzheimer's.
She was definitely a looker, prancing like a show dog after she was groomed, and was always cheerful and loving — except with lizards, whom she hunted and devoured with relish. In her glory years, she'd dart out of open doors or find the tiniest opening in a fence, and run down the street, looking back at her pursuers with laughing eyes. We couldn't stop her on foot, but she wasn't hard to catch. The chase ended with someone driving by her side. She'd jump in the car happily, give her captor a toothy grin and then curl into a contented nap, probably dreaming of her next escape.
We guessed her age at about 15 when her decline began. Over the next year and a half, she slowly deteriorated from a nimble, mischievous little mutt who adored our daily jaunts to a deaf and shrunken trooper who staggered with a drunken lilt but still insisted on 'walkies' even though her pace was glacial and she couldn't manage more than a couple blocks.
I agonized about what to do but never made concrete plans. Instead, I fretted — how do you know when it's time to say goodbye?
I'd always told myself, 'When she stops eating, that's when I'll know,' but Mazie ate heartily up until her last few days. She slept more and more, but anytime I changed rooms she would slowly rouse herself and follow on unsteady, spindly legs. Our kind veterinarian shook her head at Mazie's tenacity and said, 'She'll let you know when she's ready to go,' but my sweet girl seemed stubbornly intent on staying alive and I had neither the heart nor the will to intervene.
Instead I did what apparently many people do. I froze in my grief and my guilt, and watched her waste away. I didn't want her to die in a sterile exam room. And when I called a mobile vet, just randomly chosen from online, I recoiled when they quoted a fee of $750. So I stalled.
I think I was hoping for some kind of Hollywood death, where she would give me one last affectionate lick, then close her eyes and quietly die. And that's kind of what happened until her final hours when her breathing became so labored she was writhing and wrenching herself upright trying to get air.
That memory haunts me. I sat beside her that whole day, the way I attended the deaths of five people I loved, but they had hospice drugs to ease their passing. Why couldn't I do better for my little dog?
'These are not easy decisions; who wants to play God?' said veterinarian Lorraine Watson of DR 4 PETS, a home euthanasia service for dogs and cats. 'But you have to set some guidelines, and think about their quality of life. Our animals don't complain, they just live in the moment, and if you provide them with the basic necessities to keep going they can keep going for a long time, but are they happy? Because that's just as important as whether they're still eating.'
There isn't really a magic formula for knowing when it's time, said veterinarian Robin Holmes, who worked in general practice for 20 years until 2013, when she founded Gifts of Peace, an in-home pet euthanasia service serving the San Gabriel Valley. Even with all her experience, Holmes said she struggled with the decision about when to euthanize her ailing elderly dog Gemios 'a 20-pound fluff ball' who had been in her family for years.
'You would think with all my knowledge I would just look at things medically, but every time I'd think, 'Oh it's time,' he'd have a couple of good days.' Ultimately, it was her ex-husband who helped her decide. He kept Gemios for a weekend when she had to travel and when she returned, he said, ''You do know it's time to make this decision?' And yes, I knew it in my heart, but it was still hard for me to make that decision. And three months later, I'm still grieving.'
Oftentimes, Holmes said, veterinarians will just tell people, ''She'll let you know' and 'As long as she's still eating, she's fine,' but I'd like that last phrase to get lost because our patients will eat because their body says they need to eat; it's not an indication of good quality of life. I always tell people to just trust your instincts because you know them best.'
All things considered, I was lucky that Mazie's death was relatively peaceful until the end, Watson said, but if she'd had cancer or muscular/skeletal problems like painful arthritis, her suffering could have been much worse,' and that crosses the line. That's why you need to be in tune with your pet to see the signs of pain.'
For example, Watson said, a big dog might pace or circle for a while to lie down because it hurts so much to get down. They might stumble or fall often or get trapped behind furniture because their legs aren't working well. They might be panting or breathing rapidly even at rest because they're hurting, and their facial expressions will change. 'Their ears aren't up or their eyes aren't fully open or bright or you get a grimace expression on a cat, or they're withdrawing and hiding under the bed. Withdrawing is what wild animals do in nature. They get left behind by the pack or they'll hide under a bush because they know something's not right. And it's the same with our pets, they'll withdraw and oftentimes not interact as much with their people because they don't feel well.'
Pain can also lead to appetite suppression, she said, so the animals start losing weight along with muscle mass, making them weaker and more skeletal.
In the wild, weak animals don't last long, Watson said. In our homes, we can nurse them along with medications and carry them outside to pee, but at a certain point we have to consider their quality of life.
She recommends using a calendar to note whether your pet had a good day or bad day and soon a picture will emerge. 'Is your dog happy being alive?' she said. 'Is it able to do at least some of the things that made it happy in the past? If they're just getting up to poop and eat during the day and then go back to bed, who wants to live like that?'
Ultimately, it helps to reframe the way people think about pet euthanasia, said veterinarian Shea Cox co-founder of Honor Pet, a new 'end-of-life-care' facility in downtown L.A. that provides comfort rooms where families can be with their pets during euthanasia in an unrushed, home-like setting.
'In cases of terminal illness or natural decline, death isn't something we're initiating — it's already in motion,' Cox wrote in an email. 'The decision isn't between life and death but between a longer or shorter journey to the inevitable.'
There's a lot of gray area in making these decisions, but all three say it's vital for pet owners to start investigating their options well before they're in the throes of grief.
'Lots of times people say, 'This must be such a hard job for you,' but it's not really,' Holmes said. 'I find the person losing their pet is doing the hardest work, having to make very emotional decisions sometimes in the dark and sometimes without a lot of information. Really, nothing in life prepares us for making these decisions [about euthanasia] because inevitably when you start to consider it, and think maybe it's time, suddenly they perk up and then you feel guilty — 'How can I be thinking this?''
So while there are no magic answers, preparation can help. Our pets' lifespans are so short, you don't need to wait until they're sick to start investigating your options, and what you're able to spend.
For instance, if I'd made more calls when I was less emotional, I would have discovered there are many in-home euthanasia services in the Greater Los Angeles area but most ask people to call for pricing. Only a few, like DR 4 PETS, list their prices online, starting as low as $450 for euthanasia for dogs 20 pounds and under, and as high as $850 for euthanasia and individual cremation for dogs between 51 and 78 pounds. Be sure to ask what the pricing includes because the fees often include the cost of cremation; so when I called in anguish and got my $750 quote over the phone, if I'd known to ask, I might have also discovered that the fee was less if I only wanted euthanasia.
I have a large yard, and Mazie was a relatively small dog, so after she died, I dug a deep hole, wrapped her in a cotton shawl and buried her, but that's not an easy option for people who don't have yards or have very large dogs. Most, Watson said, opt for some kind of cremation.
Most veterinary clinics and in-home euthanasia services offer a choice of communal cremation, where the animal's remains are scattered in the ocean or a private reserve, or the more expensive option of individual cremation, where their ashes are returned in a special container.
Cox's business, Honor Pet, provides water cremation, a.k.a aquamation, on-site so if people use their facility to euthanize their pet, they can have aquamation done in the same facility. The process uses hot water mixed with an alkaline lye solution, so it's more environmentally friendly than standard cremation, and usually more expensive.
Honor Pet offers four large 'comfort rooms' with rugs, couches and homey decor, where families can spend all the time they need to say goodbye. Price is the big advantage here, Cox said, since euthanasia at Honor Pet is $275, well below the cost of most in-home visits. It's also designed to be more comfortable and welcoming than typical veterinary clinic exam rooms, with extras such as making bouquets and creating cards for your pet.
But if cost is an issue, euthanasia will likely be the least expensive in veterinary clinics and Watson said some clinics offer special euthanasia spaces to give their patients and their people more time and privacy, so it's worth inquiring what kind of accommodations your vet may have.
Another consideration is the size of your pet, especially if they are suffering from mobility issues, a common problem for large dogs. Can you carry your dog from home to a clinic without adding to their pain? If home euthanasia is more than you can afford, ask your veterinarian about sedatives you can give your dog to ease their suffering when you transport them to the clinic.
But leaving home can be a real hardship for many ailing pets, no matter their size. Some dogs and cats panic in a clinic setting, or any new situation, so letting them die at home is a real kindness. This is where calling around ahead of time can help you know what to expect in terms of prices, procedures and availability when it comes time to make the call.
Note that many of these in-home vets work alone, so you may have to wait a day or two for an appointment. Most will sedate your pet before administering the euthanasia drug to minimize their discomfort, but it's a good idea to call and ask questions beforehand, or at least browse their websites which usually have extensive blog posts covering all kinds of issues, from preparing children for a pet's death to helping your other animals cope with the loss of a companion. Some, like Honor Pet, and the national chain Lap of Love, also offer grief counseling and support groups.
And you don't have to make these decisions alone. Mobile vets do offer home consults, usually for a fee, and your regular veterinarian can help you discover if there are treatments that can restore your pet's quality of life. Holmes warns that these home consults can sometimes be misleading — a dog who hasn't moved much may perk up momentarily with a new visitor who has interesting smells, she said, but that doesn't change the reality of his day-to-day life.
Still, there are treatments that can turn things around, Watson said. Small dogs, like her 17-year-old shih tzu, Miss Coco Chanel, tend to live longer than large breeds but they're also more susceptible to suffer dementia. Coco developed sundowner's syndrome, she said, panting and digging in the carpet 'like clockwork when the sun went down. We could not comfort her,' Watson said, and she was so arthritic that she could barely walk.
But Watson tried a prescription diet for brain health that lifted the sundowner's effect. 'She's happy now and doesn't need her antianxiety meds. She loves to go on her little walks — yes, I'm one of the those crazy parents who have a stroller for their dog — and I let her walk as long as she wants to and when she gets tired I push her along until she gets a chance to sniff at all her favorite spots. And she looks forward to her food. We put it in different places around the house every day so she has to hunt for it, and she absolutely loves it,' Watson said.
'We try to keep her mentally fit, and I'm lucky because she responded, but we have to keep reminding ourselves: When those things change, when she's not happy to see us every day or doesn't want to go for her little walk, then we'll know it's time to say goodbye.'

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23-07-2025
- Los Angeles Times
How do you know when it's the right time to say goodbye to a beloved dog?
Mazie was my sweet girl, a jaunty caramel-colored spaniel with bulgy brown eyes that radiated love, even in her final days when she fell almost every time she tried to stand. At least, that's the version I want to believe. But since Mazie died on April 29, I've talked to veterinarians who say our dog and cat companions don't show pain the way humans do. So was it really love in her eyes at the end, or was it desperation? We never knew Mazie's origin story. My sister, a former animal control officer, spotted her running in heavy traffic in 2012 and managed to coax her into her car. We spent a couple months searching for her owner — she was such a beautiful dog we figured somebody must be missing her — but Mazie wasn't chipped and no one claimed her, so she joined our family, first in my sister's home and finally mine, where she became a doting companion to my late husband, who had Alzheimer's. She was definitely a looker, prancing like a show dog after she was groomed, and was always cheerful and loving — except with lizards, whom she hunted and devoured with relish. In her glory years, she'd dart out of open doors or find the tiniest opening in a fence, and run down the street, looking back at her pursuers with laughing eyes. We couldn't stop her on foot, but she wasn't hard to catch. The chase ended with someone driving by her side. She'd jump in the car happily, give her captor a toothy grin and then curl into a contented nap, probably dreaming of her next escape. We guessed her age at about 15 when her decline began. Over the next year and a half, she slowly deteriorated from a nimble, mischievous little mutt who adored our daily jaunts to a deaf and shrunken trooper who staggered with a drunken lilt but still insisted on 'walkies' even though her pace was glacial and she couldn't manage more than a couple blocks. I agonized about what to do but never made concrete plans. Instead, I fretted — how do you know when it's time to say goodbye? I'd always told myself, 'When she stops eating, that's when I'll know,' but Mazie ate heartily up until her last few days. She slept more and more, but anytime I changed rooms she would slowly rouse herself and follow on unsteady, spindly legs. Our kind veterinarian shook her head at Mazie's tenacity and said, 'She'll let you know when she's ready to go,' but my sweet girl seemed stubbornly intent on staying alive and I had neither the heart nor the will to intervene. Instead I did what apparently many people do. I froze in my grief and my guilt, and watched her waste away. I didn't want her to die in a sterile exam room. And when I called a mobile vet, just randomly chosen from online, I recoiled when they quoted a fee of $750. So I stalled. I think I was hoping for some kind of Hollywood death, where she would give me one last affectionate lick, then close her eyes and quietly die. And that's kind of what happened until her final hours when her breathing became so labored she was writhing and wrenching herself upright trying to get air. That memory haunts me. I sat beside her that whole day, the way I attended the deaths of five people I loved, but they had hospice drugs to ease their passing. Why couldn't I do better for my little dog? 'These are not easy decisions; who wants to play God?' said veterinarian Lorraine Watson of DR 4 PETS, a home euthanasia service for dogs and cats. 'But you have to set some guidelines, and think about their quality of life. Our animals don't complain, they just live in the moment, and if you provide them with the basic necessities to keep going they can keep going for a long time, but are they happy? Because that's just as important as whether they're still eating.' There isn't really a magic formula for knowing when it's time, said veterinarian Robin Holmes, who worked in general practice for 20 years until 2013, when she founded Gifts of Peace, an in-home pet euthanasia service serving the San Gabriel Valley. Even with all her experience, Holmes said she struggled with the decision about when to euthanize her ailing elderly dog Gemios 'a 20-pound fluff ball' who had been in her family for years. 'You would think with all my knowledge I would just look at things medically, but every time I'd think, 'Oh it's time,' he'd have a couple of good days.' Ultimately, it was her ex-husband who helped her decide. He kept Gemios for a weekend when she had to travel and when she returned, he said, ''You do know it's time to make this decision?' And yes, I knew it in my heart, but it was still hard for me to make that decision. And three months later, I'm still grieving.' Oftentimes, Holmes said, veterinarians will just tell people, ''She'll let you know' and 'As long as she's still eating, she's fine,' but I'd like that last phrase to get lost because our patients will eat because their body says they need to eat; it's not an indication of good quality of life. I always tell people to just trust your instincts because you know them best.' All things considered, I was lucky that Mazie's death was relatively peaceful until the end, Watson said, but if she'd had cancer or muscular/skeletal problems like painful arthritis, her suffering could have been much worse,' and that crosses the line. That's why you need to be in tune with your pet to see the signs of pain.' For example, Watson said, a big dog might pace or circle for a while to lie down because it hurts so much to get down. They might stumble or fall often or get trapped behind furniture because their legs aren't working well. They might be panting or breathing rapidly even at rest because they're hurting, and their facial expressions will change. 'Their ears aren't up or their eyes aren't fully open or bright or you get a grimace expression on a cat, or they're withdrawing and hiding under the bed. Withdrawing is what wild animals do in nature. They get left behind by the pack or they'll hide under a bush because they know something's not right. And it's the same with our pets, they'll withdraw and oftentimes not interact as much with their people because they don't feel well.' Pain can also lead to appetite suppression, she said, so the animals start losing weight along with muscle mass, making them weaker and more skeletal. In the wild, weak animals don't last long, Watson said. In our homes, we can nurse them along with medications and carry them outside to pee, but at a certain point we have to consider their quality of life. She recommends using a calendar to note whether your pet had a good day or bad day and soon a picture will emerge. 'Is your dog happy being alive?' she said. 'Is it able to do at least some of the things that made it happy in the past? If they're just getting up to poop and eat during the day and then go back to bed, who wants to live like that?' Ultimately, it helps to reframe the way people think about pet euthanasia, said veterinarian Shea Cox co-founder of Honor Pet, a new 'end-of-life-care' facility in downtown L.A. that provides comfort rooms where families can be with their pets during euthanasia in an unrushed, home-like setting. 'In cases of terminal illness or natural decline, death isn't something we're initiating — it's already in motion,' Cox wrote in an email. 'The decision isn't between life and death but between a longer or shorter journey to the inevitable.' There's a lot of gray area in making these decisions, but all three say it's vital for pet owners to start investigating their options well before they're in the throes of grief. 'Lots of times people say, 'This must be such a hard job for you,' but it's not really,' Holmes said. 'I find the person losing their pet is doing the hardest work, having to make very emotional decisions sometimes in the dark and sometimes without a lot of information. Really, nothing in life prepares us for making these decisions [about euthanasia] because inevitably when you start to consider it, and think maybe it's time, suddenly they perk up and then you feel guilty — 'How can I be thinking this?'' So while there are no magic answers, preparation can help. Our pets' lifespans are so short, you don't need to wait until they're sick to start investigating your options, and what you're able to spend. For instance, if I'd made more calls when I was less emotional, I would have discovered there are many in-home euthanasia services in the Greater Los Angeles area but most ask people to call for pricing. Only a few, like DR 4 PETS, list their prices online, starting as low as $450 for euthanasia for dogs 20 pounds and under, and as high as $850 for euthanasia and individual cremation for dogs between 51 and 78 pounds. Be sure to ask what the pricing includes because the fees often include the cost of cremation; so when I called in anguish and got my $750 quote over the phone, if I'd known to ask, I might have also discovered that the fee was less if I only wanted euthanasia. I have a large yard, and Mazie was a relatively small dog, so after she died, I dug a deep hole, wrapped her in a cotton shawl and buried her, but that's not an easy option for people who don't have yards or have very large dogs. Most, Watson said, opt for some kind of cremation. Most veterinary clinics and in-home euthanasia services offer a choice of communal cremation, where the animal's remains are scattered in the ocean or a private reserve, or the more expensive option of individual cremation, where their ashes are returned in a special container. Cox's business, Honor Pet, provides water cremation, a.k.a aquamation, on-site so if people use their facility to euthanize their pet, they can have aquamation done in the same facility. The process uses hot water mixed with an alkaline lye solution, so it's more environmentally friendly than standard cremation, and usually more expensive. Honor Pet offers four large 'comfort rooms' with rugs, couches and homey decor, where families can spend all the time they need to say goodbye. Price is the big advantage here, Cox said, since euthanasia at Honor Pet is $275, well below the cost of most in-home visits. It's also designed to be more comfortable and welcoming than typical veterinary clinic exam rooms, with extras such as making bouquets and creating cards for your pet. But if cost is an issue, euthanasia will likely be the least expensive in veterinary clinics and Watson said some clinics offer special euthanasia spaces to give their patients and their people more time and privacy, so it's worth inquiring what kind of accommodations your vet may have. Another consideration is the size of your pet, especially if they are suffering from mobility issues, a common problem for large dogs. Can you carry your dog from home to a clinic without adding to their pain? If home euthanasia is more than you can afford, ask your veterinarian about sedatives you can give your dog to ease their suffering when you transport them to the clinic. But leaving home can be a real hardship for many ailing pets, no matter their size. Some dogs and cats panic in a clinic setting, or any new situation, so letting them die at home is a real kindness. This is where calling around ahead of time can help you know what to expect in terms of prices, procedures and availability when it comes time to make the call. Note that many of these in-home vets work alone, so you may have to wait a day or two for an appointment. Most will sedate your pet before administering the euthanasia drug to minimize their discomfort, but it's a good idea to call and ask questions beforehand, or at least browse their websites which usually have extensive blog posts covering all kinds of issues, from preparing children for a pet's death to helping your other animals cope with the loss of a companion. Some, like Honor Pet, and the national chain Lap of Love, also offer grief counseling and support groups. And you don't have to make these decisions alone. Mobile vets do offer home consults, usually for a fee, and your regular veterinarian can help you discover if there are treatments that can restore your pet's quality of life. Holmes warns that these home consults can sometimes be misleading — a dog who hasn't moved much may perk up momentarily with a new visitor who has interesting smells, she said, but that doesn't change the reality of his day-to-day life. Still, there are treatments that can turn things around, Watson said. Small dogs, like her 17-year-old shih tzu, Miss Coco Chanel, tend to live longer than large breeds but they're also more susceptible to suffer dementia. Coco developed sundowner's syndrome, she said, panting and digging in the carpet 'like clockwork when the sun went down. We could not comfort her,' Watson said, and she was so arthritic that she could barely walk. But Watson tried a prescription diet for brain health that lifted the sundowner's effect. 'She's happy now and doesn't need her antianxiety meds. She loves to go on her little walks — yes, I'm one of the those crazy parents who have a stroller for their dog — and I let her walk as long as she wants to and when she gets tired I push her along until she gets a chance to sniff at all her favorite spots. And she looks forward to her food. We put it in different places around the house every day so she has to hunt for it, and she absolutely loves it,' Watson said. 'We try to keep her mentally fit, and I'm lucky because she responded, but we have to keep reminding ourselves: When those things change, when she's not happy to see us every day or doesn't want to go for her little walk, then we'll know it's time to say goodbye.'


CNN
13-07-2025
- CNN
These ‘miraculous survivors' weathered plane crashes, shark attacks and other deadly disasters. They weren't prepared for what came next
Air travel safety Airplane crashes Visual artsFacebookTweetLink Follow Brendan McDonough was driving home in his white Ram truck one Sunday afternoon when he spotted the first sign of trouble— a plume of smoke rising into the pale blue sky above the golden yellow foliage dotting the Arizona mountain range. He was listening to the radio at the time, but the smoke turned his thoughts to other sounds: the 3,000-degree inferno that roared like a freight train as it bore down on a group of trapped firefighters; the anguished cries of his friends calling for help on a radio; and the crinkling of orange body bags as the remains of men he called his brothers were carried away. It was the worst day of his life: June 30, 2013. That's when a wildfire overran an elite group of firefighters known as the Granite Mountain Hotshots in Yarnell, Arizona, killing 19 of them. McDonough was part of that group, but survived because he was standing lookout some distance away. The blaze marked the greatest loss of firefighters in a single day since the 9/11 attacks, and a new identity for McDonough: the lone survivor. He tried to live up to his new hero status. He gave motivational speeches and wrote a book that was made into a Hollywood movie. Strangers picked up his dinner tab wherever he went. Some approached his table while he was eating out with his family and started bawling after thanking him for his service while he sat there awkwardly, watching his Chicken McNuggets grow cold. When people asked how he was doing, he stuck to the hero script: 'Lucky to be alive. Blessed to be here. One day at a time.' But what he didn't tell them is that he often had to drink just to take the stage for his speeches. He didn't tell them he was turning into an emotional zombie at home and growing detached from his family. He couldn't tell them why he, a former heroin user with a felony record for theft, was the only firefighter who survived the Yarnell Hill Fire while men he deemed more deserving of life had perished. 'I felt lucky to be alive, but I was dying inside,' he would say later. When he spotted the plume of smoke, McDonough pulled off the road and sat in his truck for a moment with the motor running. It had been a year since the disaster. Then he reached into his glove compartment and pulled out a 9mm handgun. He placed the gun against his left temple and started to cry. We call men and women like McDonough 'miraculous survivors.' They emerge in almost every news cycle after deadly disasters such as the recent floods that killed at least 129 people in Texas. They are people like Vishwash Kumar Ramesh, the lone survivor of Air India Flight 171, which crashed in June right after takeoff in Ahmedabad, India, killing 241 people aboard and dozens on the ground. But Ramesh, sitting in seat 11A, somehow escaped. A worldwide audience saw him emerge like an apparition, dazed and limping, from the flaming wreckage. He lost a brother in the crash and would later tell stunned onlookers, 'I don't know how I survived.' Ramesh joined the same grim fraternity that also claims McDonough. They somehow survived disasters when so many around them perished. They are people like Ari Afrizal, a construction worker who survived the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami by clinging to a raft for two weeks and eating coconuts he pried open with his teeth. And Juliane Koepcke, the sole survivor of a 1971 plane crash in a Peruvian rainforest that killed 91 people. After lightning struck her plane, the teenager somehow survived a 10,000-foot fall – still strapped to her seat – and then spent 11 days hiking through the jungle to safety. Their stories have spawned a genre of death-defying storytelling in TV shows like 'I Shouldn't be Alive' and books such as 'Deep Survival: Who Lives, Who Dies, and Why.' They reveal our fascination with ordinary people who cheated death — the ones who 'went to the edge of the horizon, the other side of the rainbow.' But what happens after those survivors return from their glimpse of eternity? Many discover there is no black box they can consult for clues on how to move forward. Surviving a disaster often leaves a permanent mark, said Rafael Yglesias, whose novel 'Fearless' — about a passenger who walks away from a plane crash — was inspired by a 1989 United Airlines crash in Sioux City, Iowa, and was made into a movie starring Jeff Bridges. 'The event itself can sometimes be a few seconds, but often people live with it for the rest of their lives,' Yglesias said. 'The real consequences for them are in the years that follow.' Some survivors crash and burn. Others experience a psychological and spiritual transformation that goes beyond struggles with survivor's guilt. Here are the stories of three people who survived some of the most high-profile disasters of recent decades. They teach us something not only about the nature of survival, but about living as well. It's been more than 40 years, but people still tell the story of what happened to Brad Cavanagh when he set sail in the Atlantic one afternoon on a ship called the 'Trashman.' Most of the authors and filmmakers who tell Cavanagh's story focus on the lurid details: the 110-mph winds and towering swells that looked like 'walls of liquid granite'; the gut-twisting screams he heard as one of his crewmates was eaten alive by sharks; the crewmate who yelled 'We're all going to f**king die!' as Cavanagh and four others fought to survive with no food and water for days in an inflatable boat with no motor or sail. But after surviving the sharks, Cavanagh encountered another predator that seldom makes it into his story. 'It's a beast,' he told CNN. 'And it's insatiable.' In October of 1982, he had joined a crew of four in Maryland for a routine yacht delivery. They were scheduled to sail the boat to Florida. Their ship ran into a hurricane and capsized. It sank so quickly that the crew barely had time to alert the US Coast Guard. They managed to climb into a small lifeboat, but one of Cavanagh's crewmates was severely injured in the escape. Her blood attracted sharks. As they drifted without food and water, the injured crewmate died in front of them. Two others, delirious from drinking seawater, slid into the ocean and were killed by sharks in front of Cavanagh and another crewmate. At one point, Cavanagh stood up in the raft and yelled to the sky, 'God, you f**king suck!' The Coast Guard never reached them. But five days later, a passing Russian freighter rescued Cavanagh and a crewmate, Deborah Scaling. Their story has been retold in documentaries and books as a testimony to human resilience. Cavanagh's crewmate, by then named Deborah Scaling Kiley, wrote two books about her ordeal and became a motivational speaker. She talked to CNN in 2008 about her experience. A fitness specialist and yoga instructor, she exuded confidence and resolve during the conversation. 'You can never give up,' Kiley said in explaining why she survived. 'No matter how bad it gets, something good is going to come out of it.' Four years after that interview, and three years after her 23-year-old son drowned on Cape Cod, Kiley died at her home in Mexico. The circumstances of her death were not disclosed. Today, Cavanagh is the Trashman's lone survivor. The 64-year-old lives in Massachusetts with his wife and two children. He operates tugboats and moves yachts up and down the coast. It's a wonder he can still get out on the ocean after what happened. Four decades later, he can't see any good that's come from his ordeal. When asked if the experience made him a better person, he said, 'No.' Does he think his story has made a difference to others? 'I'm not aware of any of those things for other people,' he said. 'What I'm aware of is that I'm still in crisis mode.' Cavanagh embodies one paradox of miraculous survivors: The same qualities that enabled them to survive a disaster can hamper their ability to resume a normal life afterward. He said he believes he survived because he knew how to operate in crisis mode. Every second at sea counted. He had to decide which crisis to solve next and then immediately move to the next one. Cavanagh still makes his living on the sea — although he said he has 'terrible anxiety about things in the water.' He returned to the ocean, he said, because 'it's what we (his family members) do. It's what my dad did. In my ancestry, I've got sea captains and people who raced in the America's Cup.' But he hasn't been able to turn off his crisis mindset. 'Every day in my life, I'm in crisis mode,' Cavanagh said. 'I'm trying to solve whatever the problem is that anybody has.' He's gone to therapy, but he said he gets distracted by what he notices — another problem to solve. 'It's just a huge waste of time because I can't solve problems while I'm in therapy,' he said. 'I look at them (therapists) and I just sit there, and I'm like, 'Your faucets are dripping. I have go in there and change the gasket to your faucet.'' Anger helped him survive at sea. He was angry at the Coast Guard for not rescuing him; angry that people died in front of him who could have been saved; and angry that he needed to talk to lawyers and investigators after the accident when he just wanted to forget it. Cavanagh said he's also facing another challenge. 'The beast is insatiable,' he said. 'It's the media.' He said there are times when his PTSD subsides, but then a journalist will call and ask him how he feels, and it kicks up again. He now tries to avoid email. 'It's a cyclical thing,' he said about the media attention. 'I would bet you everything that this won't be the last time somebody calls. It happens every few years when 'Shark Week' needs a thing,' he said, referring to the Discovery Channel's annual week of shark-themed programming. Will Cavanagh ever stop living in perpetual crisis mode? Another survivor offers an answer to that question. Like Ramesh, he too survived a plane crash. But he found a way to tame the beast. Spencer Bailey has a ritual. Almost every morning, he awakens, turns to his wife, Emma, and greets her the same way. 'I tell my wife I love her,' Bailey said. 'Then I'll just lie in bed for 10 to 15 minutes and slowly open my eyes and take breaths and remind myself that I'm still here. I've realized what a gift it is to simply take a breath.' On July 19, 1989, he was with his older brother, Brandon, and their mother, Frances Lockwood Bailey, on United Airlines Flight 232 when a faulty part in the DC-10's engine exploded in mid-air. The explosion cut the plane's hydraulics, which control steering. The plane crash-landed at the Sioux City, Iowa, airport, sliding into an adjacent cornfield and killing Bailey's mother and 111 others. Bailey and his brother survived along with 182 other people, but he became a symbol of the crash. A news photographer snapped a photo of a National Guardsman, anxiety written on his face, carrying Bailey's limp frame from the billowing black smoke of the wreckage. The photo made the cover of Time magazine and was reproduced around the world. Because pilots aren't expected to land an airplane after a catastrophic loss of hydraulics, the media dubbed it 'the miracle in the cornfield.' Bailey also is immortalized in a bronze statue, mimicking the photo, that stands in Sioux City as part of a memorial to the crash response. Bailey said looking at a statue of himself is akin to an 'out of body experience.' 'I never felt like I'm looking at me,' he said of the statue. 'I felt like that boy was someone else. I have no memory of the crash.' But Bailey has his own personal memento of the disaster: the white Avia sneakers he wore that day, which he keeps in a Ziploc bag in a closet of his New York City home. 'It's not something I display proudly,' said Bailey, now 39. 'In a lot of ways coming to terms with being a survivor was something I struggled with. I didn't want to identity with it.' Today, the boy in the photo is a strapping 6-foot-3 and the owner of the Slowdown, a media company. He's also the author of a book, 'In Memory Of: Designing Contemporary Memorials, which examines public art and spaces — such as the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington — that commemorate tragic historical events. Bailey's chosen profession is not a coincidence. After hearing people tell his story for years, he joined the beast. 'I became a journalist to take my story back,' he told CNN. For much of his life, Bailey said he ran from his survivor story. He hid his identity from classmates. He was depressed from facing 'a motherless void' after the crash. But he told his story for the first time at his high school graduation. The rapt audience was silent when he finished. The experience was liberating. Years of therapy, and of telling his story, have helped, he said. 'We're all survivors, each in our own way,' he said. 'We all go through extraordinary life events, some more extreme than others. I feel lucky to be here, but I also think everybody else should, too.' His only memories of his mom come from others. His older brother, Brandon, remembers the crash. He recalled their mother wrapping her arms around her sons, as if she was their guardian angel, as the plane tumbled to the ground. Others told him his mother was a creative woman who dabbled in art and designed children's clothes. He sometimes wonders if his mother passed her love of creativity down to him. 'Whatever she instilled in me in the three years and 11 months that we had together on this Earth — she instilled values that transcend the moment,' he said. Bailey paid homage to his mother before he got married. He flew his now-wife Emma to his mom's gravesite and showed her the house his mom grew up in. He then took her to the Sioux City airport where Flight 232 crash-landed. Bailey, who said he has no fear of flying, said the runway was covered with weeds and cracks. 'It's hallowed ground,' Bailey said. 'It's the same place where my mom left this Earth.' Art has also become a refuge for Bailey. He said he was able to gain perspective on his loss by immersing himself in the artwork of a Japanese-American sculptor named Isamu Noguchi. 'It (Noguchi's art) helped me understand that my experience is just this tiny speck within a much larger constellation of humanity across time,' he said. 'It's this idea that we're all in this plane together.' Bailey said he once worried that he'd never stop being the boy in the photograph. But through art and telling his story, he was able to mourn the loss of his mother and move forward. 'It's allowed me to come to terms with it and almost harness it — not as a superpower, but as something that I can channel,' he said about surviving the plane crash. 'I guess it's all about … accepting that I'll always be processing it.' McDonough pressed the gun against his head. Tears streamed down his face. He heard himself say, 'Pull the f**king trigger! Pull the f**king trigger!' As he sat in his car that October day in 2014, he thought about his wife, Alison, and their daughter, Michaela. How would they react to hearing news of his suicide? What would the area's emergency responders — many of whom he knew — think upon finding his body? He then heard another sound. It was the Katy Perry song, 'Firework,' on his car radio. In the song, Perry sings about someone who feels like 'a waste of space' and is buried 'six feet under screams' that no one else can hear. She urges them to 'ignite the light' and persevere. 'If you only knew what the future holds,' she sings. 'After a hurricane comes a rainbow.' McDonough listened. He lowered his gun. Then he tossed it in the back seat and drove home. But that decision was only the beginning. He knew he couldn't ignite the light on his own. Finding community is what had saved him from the beginning. McDonough had a troubled background when he applied to join the Granite Mountain Hotshots at 21. He saw firefighting as his last chance to salvage his life. Their leader, Eric Marsh, took a chance on him, and the Hotshots became his new family. Marsh became a mentor and a big brother figure: tough, but wise and full of grace. Fighting wildfires is brutal work. It's a young person's job that requires exceptional physical fitness. McDonough's crew routinely made six-mile runs, wearing full gear, in scorching temperatures. They fought zig-zagging fires that created columns of smoke so large they could be seen by NASA satellites. The firefighters usually carried only chainsaws, drip torches and hand tools. 'It's the only natural disaster we combat,' he told CNN. 'We have nothing to combat tornadoes, monsoons and earthquakes. With wildfires we say, 'We're standing our ground. You stop here.'' McDonough began to stand his ground against the guilt and shame that engulfed him. Finding a new community helped. It began with new mentors. A week after he placed the gun to his head, a counselor approached him at a commemorative event for firefighters and asked how he was doing. Buzzed from drinking, he decided to depart from his lone survivor script. He told the counselor he had considered killing himself the week before but couldn't pull the trigger. He told her he felt like a failure as a father because he was so depressed all the time. He told her he didn't think he could go on. Then he took another sip and looked for her reaction. She raised an eyebrow, then referred him to another counselor. Several weeks later, he found himself yelling in that counselor's office, venting about his guilt and shame. She responded with a challenge: 'Are you willing to put in the work?' Then he found another source of help: faith. A local pastor invited McDonough to come to a Christian recovery group and share some of his story. The pastor was shrewd. He could tell McDonough was struggling, but he appealed to his firefighter's sense of duty and pride in telling him other men needed his help. By the time McDonough spoke to the group, he had written a memoir about the Hotshots and the Yarnell Hill Fire. Actor Miles Teller played him in a 2017 movie adapted from the book. But he said he felt like an imposter, a shell of himself. He didn't know how to explain that to the recovery group. They thought he had everything, but he kept wishing he had what they had. 'They didn't understand that's not the reason you want to be known,' he said. 'I don't want to be known as the lone survivor.' More meetings with the pastor and counselor followed. One night, the tension culminated with McDonough sitting in his truck, praying for a way out of drinking. 'Reveal yourself to me,' he prayed. He wasn't answered by the sound of a celestial choir. But he felt something shift. He didn't have the same hunger to drink anymore. 'I still felt pain, but I felt at peace with the pain because I didn't have to run from it,' he said. In time, McDonough found a new group of brothers and sisters in church and in the recovery group. Today, he is the co-owner of two Christian-based substance abuse treatment centers, Holdfast Recovery and Anchor Point. McDonough said the groups are open to all faiths — and people with no faith — but especially to first responders who struggle with PTSD. He's now married, and he and his wife are raising three kids. He said his sobriety has lasted for eight years now. He's also returned to firefighting as a member of a city fire department. 'My life has been on an upward trajectory,' he said. Although McDonough no longer wrestles with 'the beast' as Cavanagh does, he said he still must be vigilant about his self-destructive tendencies. Surviving a disaster is dramatic, but there's another challenge that awaits people like himself and Ramesh, the Air India survivor, he said. 'This gift of survival is a beautiful thing, but that's not enough,' he said. 'You must have a team around you. But that's only good if you use them.' There's a final lesson miraculous survivors like Bailey, Cavanagh and McDonough offer. They help us expand our definition of heroism to include anyone who has survived something horrible with their humanity intact. For any survivor, the ability to greet the morning each day with gratitude and courage — especially if they've returned to the place that caused them so much pain — well, there's something miraculous about that, too. John Blake is a CNN senior writer and author of the award-winning memoir, 'More Than I Imagined: What a Black Man Discovered About the White Mother He Never Knew.'


Chicago Tribune
05-07-2025
- Chicago Tribune
South, southwest suburban libraries to receive $1.3 million in state funding
Nearly 50 libraries in the south and southwestern suburbs will receive more than $1.3 million in state funding as part of an annual grant program awarding more than 600 public libraries across Illinois $20 million. The Orland Park and Oak Lawn public libraries will receive the largest grant, at just over $86,000 each. Orland Park Public Library Director Mary Adamowski said the library plans to use the money to expand its collection of books and materials. 'We have a patron-driven collection, which means we purchase the materials that the community requests and materials that will help us fulfill holds faster,' Adamowski said. 'These include fiction and nonfiction materials in both print and digital formats.' Following closely behind the top grant recipients, the Tinley Park Public Library will receive almost $83,000, which Director Zach Musil said will go toward purchasing books, movies, music, ebooks and other materials. That includes a memory care collection to provide resources for community members with Alzheimer's disease and their caregivers. Musil said it's crucial libraries receive this funding every year. 'If we don't receive that fundamental funding, it cuts into how much we're able to purchase materials for patrons and for the community,' Musil said. All other public libraries will receive between $2,000 and $60,000, depending on population size. Libraries will have two years to spend the funds. Two libraries qualified for matching grants for construction projects. Frankfort Public Library Director Amanda Kowalcze said they will use the $83,200 grant to help fund a large maintenance project. She said water leaks into the building during high rainfall, due to landscaping and building materials, and the project aims to fix the issue. 'It disrupts usage because we need to clear out the area and set up air movers and fans, and so it's definitely something that has been a longtime struggle,' Kowalcze said. 'We're all excited we don't have to worry about it going forward.' Yet the funding for new technology in the south suburban libraries dwindled this year. Four Southland libraries qualified to receive technology grants, of either $12,500 or $27,500 depending on population size, compared to more than a dozen libraries that qualified for the same grant last year. The Richton Park Public Library received $27,500 in grants for technology resources while public libraries in Flossmoor, Posen and Thornton received $12,500. Last year, the Blue Island Library received a technology grant of $27,500, which Director Anna Wassenaar said funded the purchase of more than two dozen computers, along with computers for staff and a license to use Microsoft programs. Wassenaar said several of the computers were purchased in 2013. 'We're able to run programs much faster,' Wassenaar said. 'We have updated software that the older computers couldn't run. Our older computers were sometimes glitchy and trashy because they were older, and modern software didn't want to run on them, so it did make it harder to serve the public as quickly and efficiently as we would like to.' Libraries are only eligible to use the funding if they adopt the American Library Association's Library Bill of Rights that states the library will not censor or remove materials, as part of the state's 2023 effort to prevent book banning. Several libraries in downstate districts have given up small grants under $4,000 to keep independence in making decisions on books. Illinois Deputy Secretary of State Scott Burnham said Thursday all 639 libraries receiving grants this year provided compliance with the association's standards on book banning. Illinois Secretary of State Alexi Giannoulias, who is the state librarian, mentioned the Trump administration's executive action signed in March that ordered the elimination and defunding of the Institute of Museum and Library Services, which Giannoulias said issues nearly $6 million annually to Illinois. 'We're doing things differently in Illinois,' Giannoulias said in a statement. 'Instead of cutting funding that would limit learning and prove harmful to Illinois communities, we're fighting for Illinoisans to ensure they have the funding and resources to learn, grow and explore today and in the future.' Wassenaar said she is still concerned about the future of federal library funding. 'Some of these grants did run through federal funding that came into the state library and then the state library would distribute, so I'm concerned that those grants might not be continued,' she said.