Discussion in 'Current Events' started by CaféAuLait, Feb 10, 2010.
Discovery Mourns the Loss of Captain Phil Harris
Deadliest Catch : Discovery Channel
This is sad!
I am sure his son's are heartbroken, you could always tell that they loved him a lot.
Yeah, I agree. When I read the update the other day where he was telling the doctors "Don't Fuck up" with all of his trademark bluntness, I thought he was going to come through the stroke okay.
I didn't even hear he had a stroke!
Isn't it Opilio season right now?
I hope his crew makes it through the season, and I feel for his family. I thought he was hilarious.
Yup it is opie season. He was offloading the catch ( I assume cameras may have been there) and had a massive stroke-- found him in his state room. Life-flighted him and then did a 12 hour surgery and put him in a medically induced coma for a day or two. All was said to be going okay then this tonight.
Here, sorry, an article to the back story if you will:
'Deadliest Catch' star Phil Harris is currently in hospital after suffering a stroke while unloading his boat.
Read more: 'Deadliest Catch' star Phil Harris, captain of Cornelia Marie, suffers stroke while unloading boat
'Deadliest Catch' Captain Phil Harris woke up from a medically induced coma on Tuesday, TMZ is reporting.
Sons Jake and Josh Harris told TMZ their dad "showed some good signs of improvement."
Read more: 'Deadliest Catch' Captain Phil Harris out of medically induced coma: report
He probably had another stroke.
Thanks for all the info.
You're welcome. Have a good night.
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
By John Masefield (1878-1967).
(English Poet Laureate, 1930-1967.)
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