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The River Has No Conscience It was early on a Sunday morning. My Mother was in the kitchen cooking breakfast for my sister and me. We were getting ready for our day on the Delaware River. My Mom and Sister were going skidder tubing with some of their friends. I was going canoe fishing on the River with a close friend of the family. Little did I know at the time, what would lie ahead …

…around his neck. Miraculously he broke free. I still cannot explain how that that felt watching a grown man being tossed around like a ragdoll. I really believe, as does my partner, that it was a miracle of God. There were a couple of other fishermen who saw the whole thing and could not believe that either one of us made it. I am very fortunate to be able to tell you this experience today.