Oct 22nd 2007, I was on a hunting trip with family and friends in Idaho. I went on an ATV ride with my step mother’s best friend of 30 years. We went up on a mountain ridge elk hunting. After exploring and not seeing anything we went down a trail and found that it just ended. We needed to turn around. As Dory was turning around, the ATV got stuck in reverse and we went right off the cliff. We went down 100 feet and I became stuck under a dead tree that caught our fall. Dory ended up in the same place as myself but had passed away on impact.  

I woke up screaming for help and would go out of unconsciousness on and off again for hours. I remember passing out at one point and seeing a light followed with a voice saying, “It’s not your time.” I woke right up after the voice, hearing an ATV up on the path we had taken. I started screaming for help and that’s when I was found by another hunter, after I passed out once again.

He climbed down to get to me and Dory and that’s when I found out she was dead. I thought she landed above me and her hair was by mine. It turned out she was by my feet. I clearly remember her right by my head the whole time I was stuck under the dead tree. I still can't understand the fact she wasn't by my head.

Now, after the accident, when I watch any TV or see anything on news, I start to feel when someone has passed away. I just have to see their picture and I just know. It has happened every time. I sense when people have passed away. I can't talk about anyone or anything like that or even see them. It's just the sense I know that they are no longer here.