Small county, big heart
Commentary by Pat Murphy
Once again, our small county showed its
big heart.
Somewhere out there last week on the
terribly cold, blustery slopes of Bald Mountain was Tom Wernig, a Sun Valley
Resort ski instructor, a stranger to most people, friend and co-worker to
others, father and husband.
Soon as word spread Tom was missing
Thursday night, overdue from a final ski run on a stormy day, reaction was
instant—people showed up Friday morning offering to help.
The turnout was typical Wood River
Valley—scores of volunteers, skilled rescue teams from the Blaine County Search
and Rescue, police and sheriff’s deputies, a backcountry rescue team from
Galena.
Had all volunteers been allowed to join
the search, hundreds literally would’ve been on the mountain looking for Tom
Wernig. But as Blaine County Sheriff Walt Femling, himself one of the searchers,
explained later, a search requires tedious, precision foot-by-foot coverage of
the deep snow by a coordinated group. So, many, many volunteers were turned away
while maybe 150 carried on, poking the snow in search of Tom.
On Sunday, the third day of the sorrowful
mission, Sun Valley Ski Patrol avalanche dog Kintla and her handler Troy Quesnel
found Tom deep in snow on the edge of an established ski run. A skilled skier,
Tom nevertheless was tragically killed in an accident that illustrates the
cruel, random risks of skiing.
This selfless effort in behalf of others
is one of the constants in the character of people living in the Wood River
Valley.
Time and again our community not only
shows spunk and sacrifice when help is needed, but unity, too. Whatever
distinguishes us from one another—Democrats and Republicans, well-off and
not-so-well-off, blue collar and white collar—is utterly invisible when striving
shoulder to shoulder to achieve purposeful good.
Only a few weeks ago, hundreds of
volunteers joined in the agonizing, exhausting task of trying to find a missing
pilot and resident, Jim Woodyard, who vanished within minutes of landing at
Hailey’s Friedman Memorial Airport in dreadful, stormy weather. The crumpled
wreckage with his body was found near the freezing summit of a mountain east of
Bellevue.
But the spirit of helping doesn’t require
a life-or-death human emergency in our community to trigger action. Every
worthwhile cause in the Valley—for children, schools, arts and culture, the
environment, wildlife, health care, community facilities, the needy—succeeds
because of the same spirit that drives men and women to hurl themselves into
storms to help someone in need.
The enormous scope of charity and giving
and helping in this community belies our relatively few numbers of some 21,000
people.
A few outsiders without any knowledge of
the sense of community we value find sport in sarcasm from afar, portraying us
as idle dilettantes who nibble brie and sip Chardonnay as our only serious
pursuits.
Before belittling others, perhaps they
should ask whether their own communities could muster hearts as big and effort
as spunky day after day, no matter who or what is in need.