Two hunters are in the woods when one of them falls from the tree stand. He
doesn't seem to be breathing. The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls
911. He gasps to the operator: “My friend is dead! What do I do?!†The operator
says, "Calm down, I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." A silence is
heard, followed by a gunshot. The guy comes back on the line and says, "Okay,
now what?"
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Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breaths away.