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Celebrate this Centenarian

This column deserves a bit of an introduction. Occasionally I choose to write about one of the people I admire; we all need role models and heroes. Louise is one of those!

            Recently I went to an unusual birthday party, for a woman who turned 100 years old on the 12th of November. The party was held in advance of her real birthday because she wasn’t sure that she would live to be a centenarian. She is still very much alive, fortunately!

Louise Ireland-Frey is amazing. She still writes Letters to the Editor of the Herald, although some are too controversial for publication. She is totally competent mentally, walks without a cane, and has good sight and hearing (with hearing aids). Her voice is not strong, but that wasn’t a problem at her party because we were quiet, hanging on her every word.

I first met Louise when she attended Durango Friends (Quaker) Meeting. Meditation has been an important part of her life, and Quaker silence favors meditation.

Louise was born in Idaho, according to her autobiography, which she started writing in 2010 (when she was 98). I read a copy of the dozens of chapters that she emailed to a friend. When I asked her if she needed to refer to a diary or other sources for some of the myriad facts, she said that she did need to ask her sons about a couple of things, but most of the narrative came from her remarkable memory.

Her family moved to Colorado when she was little and she graduated from high school in Montrose. She won awards both for academic achievement and in music—she played cello, piano and pipe organ. Her memory has always been phenomenal. Her paternal grandfather lost both his hearing and his vision in his old age. As a protection against boredom if this happened to her, she memorized many poems to keep herself entertained in her dotage.

Louise attended college in Boulder, then earned a graduate degree at Mt. Holyoke in Massachusetts. Studying zoology, she was sometimes called upon to treat animals in ways that she considered inhumane. She resolved this problem by being as kind as possible to her subjects.

Her next educational adventure was medical school at Tulane. She was one of just a handful of female students, and chauvinism was rampant. In addition she faced a cultural difference since she was a “Yankee”. Nevertheless, she fell in love with and married a local man, also a medical student, Charles Frey. Louise started suffering from an undiagnosed illness that sapped her strength. Now her ailment would be called “chronic fatigue syndrome”.

Louise and Charles did internships at Wichita Hospital, and then Charles left for three years of military service. Louise did what she could to help medically since there were few physicians left at home. Her energy was so limited that she saw patients for an hour then had to rest for an hour on an exam table. A year of this depleted her energy totally, so she closed her practice and went to her parents in Colorado Springs until her husband returned. The couple moved to the little town of Cedaredge, where they started a family.

As a child Louise had wanted four sons. She got her wish, with healthy, smart, active boys she kept in line with daily exercise and half an hour of practicing piano. She decided to use her limited energy to raise her sons rather than practice medicine. Occasionally she was called upon to use her clinical skills, such as when the town’s constable asked her to see a neighbor who had been in a car accident. Louise’s examination suggested that the woman had 3 or 4 painful, broken ribs. X-ray later proved her correct; there were four.

Years later her boys dragged her into the digital age. They bought her a computer and stipulated that she spend 30 minutes daily with it. Later came email and her autobiography.

During her long illness Louise used self-hypnosis to help her do the work that needed to be done. She was able to gain control over a body that often wanted to be inert. I think that this strength of character has helped her maintain her physical strength and clarity of mind.

Louise has published three books. Her magnum opus is The Blossom of Buddha, a 3-volume novel based on the life of the Buddha. She started research for this work in 1943 and it was finished in 2008—a 56 year gestation!

Louise’s autobiography is only half finished. I look forward to reading the other half, but in the meantime Louise has been a role model for me and many others whose lives she has touched

© Richard Grossman MD, 2012

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Pity the Poor Pika

Earlier this month I went where I had been told that there were pikas, the cold-loving relatives of rabbits, near the Wolf Creek Ski Area. I saw one little critter harvesting grasses for the winter. How much longer would this animal be able to live there before he gets roasted-out by climate change?

Even before climate change makes his rock pile too hot, my little friend will probably be rousted out by human incursion. His home is close to the proposed and hotly contested “Village” at Wolf Creek.

Wolf Creek is already suffering from climate change; bark beetles are destroying the spruces. In places, all the mature trees look dead. The only green trees are small; it will be decades before the forest is healthy again, if ever.

Billionaire “Red” McCombs’ money bought 288 acres of land just north of the ski area. For 25 years his people have been trying to make that land into a lucrative venture. They want to build a city there that would dwarf Pagosa Springs on one side of the pass and South Fork on the other. In fact, if McCombs got his way, with the “maximum density development concept” the “Village” would be almost four times the population of both those communities combined!

Let’s look at the practicalities of building a recreational city just below the most dangerous pass in Colorado. The first problem is access. There is only a single lane forest road leading from highway 160 to the parcel. The Forest Service is considering a proposal by McCombs’ people to trade some of his land for land along the highway. His stingy offer is to trade 178 acres of his land for 204 acres of public property.

The closest commercial airports are Durango and Alamosa, each about an hour and a half away with good road conditions. Stevens Field in Pagosa is closer, but doesn’t have commercial flights because it is beset by mountains and bad weather.

The infrastructure for a posh resort is also problematic. The current electric grid is not sufficient to supply the proposed resort. There are no natural gas lines up there, but apparently the plan is to truck in natural gas. Gas might be used for generating electricity as well as for heat during the subzero winter nights. It might be practical to get big trucks up there in the summer, but unreliable in the winter when most needed. Although there is adequate water, the “Village” would require a completely reliable wastewater treatment plant that can function in arctic conditions. A malfunction would pollute the headwaters of the Rio Grande River and a beautiful trout lake, Alberta Park Reservoir, below this pipedream.

Health is the most important reason I hope that the “Village” doesn’t get built. This beautiful parcel of land at 10,400 feet would be a magnet for rich people from sea level. Most of these tourists would fly in and drive rental cars directly to the “Village”. We locals are accustomed to high altitude, but many of these visitors, especially the obese and elderly, will encounter problems. Some will have to drive to lower altitudes, but a few will become acutely and critically ill. They will have to be evacuated by ambulance or helicopter, but there are times when access by either will be impossible. The closest hospital is in Pagosa Springs, over half an hour drive with good road conditions, but it doesn’t have an ICU.

Mr. McCombs must be a clever person to have gotten so rich. I am sure that he has hired a first-rate staff to look at the problems of building the “Village”. I can only surmise that they are familiar with all the problems mentioned above. Perhaps Mr. McCombs just doesn’t want to admit that it is impractical to make a resort out of his 288 acres in Mineral County.

In order to get direct access to the highway, McCombs has offered the above unequal trade. Not only does this deal seem unfair, it would also bring the “Village” a step closer to reality. The Forest Service is accepting comments on this proposal. I suggest that you learn about the possible land exchange and send your comments about the Village at Wolf Creek Access Project to: comments-rocky-mountain-rio-grande@fs.fed.us. The deadline is October first. I hope that you will agree with me that the Forest Service would be wisest to choose “NO ACTION” as the best possibility for us, for the health of possible visitors—and for my pika friend.

© Richard Grossman MD, 2012