Coastal Point • Maria Counts : The group of kayaking friends pose for a photos on New Year’s Day, Jan. 1, 2011, at the Exercise Like the Eskimos event in Bethany. From left, Buz Taylor, Bob Parsons, Jill Taylor, Kathy Hardin and John Dowling.This Thanksgiving, Bethany Beach resident Bob Parsons has a lot to be thankful for. In August, Parsons — a lifelong water lover — was kayaking in the Assateague National Seashore park with a group of seasoned kayakers when, through a series of events, he died and was later miraculously brought back to life.
“We’ve been kayaking together for last decade,” said John Dowling, who was kayaking with Parsons that day. “A group of five of us go down there because the surf is better. … There was a high-surf warning when we drove into the park. When we got there, it didn’t look any worse than normal. The sets of waves were a little more frequent, but they didn’t look any higher or stronger than they normally do.”
The group consisted of Parsons, Dowling, Kathy Hardin, and Buz and Jill Taylor. That day, there was a small hurricane far offshore, which added a little oomph to the waves.
“It was a beautiful sunny day, but it was adding a little more to the waves, which frankly we were tickled with,” said Buz Taylor. “We jumped in and were having a big old time.”
Taylor said that day was different from most kayaking ventures the group had taken previously, as both he and Parsons wore their life vests.
“Jill, Kathy, and usually John, wear life vests,” he said. “Bob and I have never worn life vests. That might sound kind of stupid, but the reason we don’t is when the surf is really big and you crash, you go down deep, wait for the explosion to go by so you don’t get hit by your boat and then you go back up. … But the day of the episode we wore our vests,”
Following the group’s arrival around 9:30 a.m., they spent the morning in the water and later took a break for lunch.
“We had all been out kayaking in the morning and taken really good rides. We took a break for lunch, had sandwiches, Gatorade and water, then went back out,” recalled Parsons.
But after a wave moved Parsons to jump out of his kayak to avoid a tumble, he found he was unable to get back in.
“You don’t get tired riding the waves — you get worn out by getting the boat back out to where you can ride the waves,” he explained. “On my last ride, I didn’t. I got up, up, up, saw that the wave was going to break, and I started going backwards, which meant the boat was going to turn sideways and then tumble.
“I didn’t want to be in it when it did, so I jumped out. I was fine and started to make my way in… I got in where the boat was and tried to get in it, and I couldn’t. I just physically could not get up there.”
Taylor said he noticed Parsons in the water, on his back, but wasn’t concerned, because he had seen Parsons do the same without his vest on. It was only after his wife, Jill, Hardin, Dowling and Matt Cattino — a paddleboarder the group had befriended earlier in the day — converged on Parsons that he realized something was amiss.
“Then, all of a sudden Jill took off — not normal speed — and picked up a huge wave rode it to shore, with her taking off,” he said. “That was like an alarm.”
Taylor headed over to Parsons, who told him he was just fatigued and needed a moment to rest. The current was beginning to move the group as Taylor was trying to get Parsons onto his kayak.
“I’m just trying to keep it lighthearted,” said Taylor. “‘Oh Bob, we been in rougher stuff than this.’ Because you could tell he was in trouble at that point.”
“Anytime I got in close to help, I would catch a wave… That’s what was making it pretty challenging to move him,” said Dowling, who eventually was pushed to shore by a wave.
Hardin was out of her kayak at that point, hoping to have better leverage to get Parsons out of the water.
“At that point, Matt said, ‘I think this guy’s in trouble. Let’s try to get him on the beach.’ That’s the last thing I remember, until I woke up in the hospital,” recalled Parsons.
Taylor had some rope lashed to the front of his kayak, which Parsons had latched onto. Then Taylor was tossed from his kayak by a wave.
“At that point, all I could do was hold Bob by the collar of the back of his vest,” he said.
“It was amazing,” said Hardin. “Buz literally had the back of Bob’s jacket and was holding his head up out of the water.”
Then, Parsons stopped breathing.
“His color was ashen,” recalled Taylor. “There was a point where he stopped breathing, he stopped talking. Then we realized we were really in trouble.”
Following two attempts from surfers to aid the group, they were finally able to touch the bottom, and a bystander on the beach helped move Parsons to shore.
“Right then, Bob just locked up like wood or stone,” said Taylor. “He went rigid; he arched his head back; his eyes rolled up.”
“But he was still holding onto that rope,” added Hardin. “I’d never been more happy in my life to touch sand.”
Once on shore, Taylor was unable to find Parsons’ pulse or detect him breathing, so he and Dowling began CPR.
“By then he was charcoal gray... It was just a horrible sight. Without saying it, I thought in my heart and in my mind — I thought he was dead. I thought we had lost Bob,” said Taylor.
“He was purple on the beach. I thought he was dead,” added Dowling.
Then, the group was approached by a woman who had also signaled her husband in from surfing to aid them.
“A woman we later found out was a nurse signaled her husband, who was surfing. He came in and announced that he was a doctor and took over CPR. Then, an anesthesiologist came over. Those two went to work on him, and they saved him,” said Dowling.
As the men continued compressions on Parsons, ambulance sirens were audible.
“Two things that we never do happened,” said Taylor. “I never wear a vest; we never bring cell phones. That day we had a cell phone.”
Dowling praised Jill Taylor for responding to the situation quickly and going ashore to call 911.
“The whole time we were trying to get him in, 911 was already notified. Once we got to the beach, they got to him very quickly, because she had the presence of mind to call,” he said.
A state park 4-by-4 Gator vehicle with a stabilization board arrived on the scene, along with an automated external defibrillator. After some initial trouble getting contact, they were able to shock Parsons, before transferring him to the board and taking off to the ambulance.
“The doctor jumps on the gurney and keeps CPR going as they start to drive off to get Bob to the ambulance,” recalled Taylor. “This is literally taking place at water’s edge. The water is lapping up at Bob’s feet.”
Due to the extra weight of multiple people on the vehicle, it got stuck in the sand a number of times during its drive off the beach.
“People would just dive in — push and shove and lift. People all the way down the beach just helped,” said Hardin. “It was unbelievable.”
“It was incredible,” added Dowling. “The whole thing was pretty miraculous. Everyone one the beach was helping… It was just an incredible response. People on the beach helped the group gather their things so they could leave quickly to get to the hospital. It was amazing how helpful the people were.”
Following Parsons being transported to Atlantic General Hospital in Berlin, Md., the doctor who had performed CPR on Parsons tried to comfort Jill Taylor.
“She was just beside herself. It was very emotional,” said Buz Taylor. “The doctor who had been doing CPR the whole way said, ‘I did have a pulse.’ It was like a ray of hope.
“Jill was so distraught, the doctor gave her a big hug and then started praying with her. It was so touching… Then he drives all the way back with Jill, praying the whole way.”
Once they rejoined the group, the doctor and other beachgoers helped them gather and carry their things.
“We had six kayaks, paddles, bags — all this stuff. I didn’t carry a thing. In fact, he wouldn’t let me carry anything,” said Hardin. “We didn’t know a soul but got, ‘What can we help you with?’”
As they were about to leave the parking lot, Taylor said a man tapped on his window.
“An older fellow, probably in his 80s, and says, ‘What’s your friend’s name?’ And I said, ‘Bob.’ He said, ‘I want to make sure he’s on the prayer list at our church.’”
When they arrived to the hospital, due to privacy laws, they were not provided with any information about Parsons’ condition but instead told to go to a waiting room.
“We were just worried that it was the worst, because they weren’t giving us anything to hang any hope on,” said Buz Taylor.
Parsons’ wife, Jan, had been playing golf when the incident occurred and arrived at the hospital shortly after the group.
“When Jan got there, she was told to wait with us. It seems like forever, but it was probably five minutes later the doctor came in,” said Buz Taylor. “He said, ‘Well, when somebody drowns like this…’ I said, ‘He didn’t drown. I was holding him above the water!’ He said, ‘Well, we pumped a lot of water out of him. We call that drowning.’
“Their official diagnosis was that he drowned and because he drowned, his heart stopped.”
Parsons was hooked up to a plethora of equipment but was fighting it. Taylor said the hospital personnel slowly took him off oxygen to see how he responded. His oxygen level remained stable.
“So they pulled the tubes out, and he settled right down,” said Taylor. “They were amazed by how quickly he was making progress.”
Once he was settled into an intensive care room, Parsons’ wife, who thought he was unconscious, spoke to him.
“She said something to him, like, “Well, are you a sight for sore eyes.’ And Bob kind of raised up his arm and made a fist,” Taylor said. “When she came out and reported that, we were all real happy.”
The group decided to let Parsons rest at the hospital, knowing that he was in good hands. Later that evening, Jan Parsons requested they return.
“We go in, and there’s Bob, sitting up in bed,” said Taylor.
“And he was pink!” added Hardin.
“I walked through the door, and he says, ‘Well, it’s nice of you to come for a visit.’ I said, ‘I don’t know whether to kiss you or to punch you in the face. You scared us have to death!’
“It was Bob, you know. It was nothing short of miraculous.”
Parsons was observed for two days prior to his release from the hospital. From all of the medical treatment, Parsons said, he had a fractured sternum and soreness in his chest.
“There was sand in my sputum… Every time I coughed, it hurt like the dickens. The pain gave way to some discomfort, and it lessened,” said Parsons.
Parsons said that, in looking back at the experience, he believes the thing that went wrong was he didn’t know he was worn out.
“As I reflect back on it, not being able to get into the boat — I didn’t know that I was as done in as I was.”
In the future, they said, everyone in the kayak group will be wearing their life vests when they go out into the water. They also plan to have a towing system in place on their kayaks, just in case a similar incident was to occur in the future.
Parsons and his friends said they are thankful for the lifesaving help of the unknown citizens who were on the beach that day and hope to one day thank them.
“The surfer doctor and his nurse wife, as well as the anesthesiologist — we don’t know who they are,” said Taylor. “It just kills us that we had three angels there and we don’t know who they are.
“We would love to thank the angels that were there. We would love to know who you are so we can say, ‘Thank you.’”
Buz Taylor added that they were also thankful for Cattino’s help in trying to get Parsons to shore.
“He was a huge part of getting Bobby to the beach. If it wasn’t a group effort, we never would’ve made it.”
How people reached out to help the group in need, Taylor said, was an example of “the best of America.”
“It was a bad day and a wonderful day,” he said. “It was a bad day because we nearly lost Bobby and we were scared us all to death. But it was a wonderful day, because you saw what makes America a wonderful place. Everybody doing everything they could and then some — and putting themselves in harm’s way to get Bobby to shore…
“It was a miracle from start to finish. So much had to happen just right — not only for Bob to live but for Bob to be normal.”
Buz Taylor told the story at church the following Sunday. Parsons has a copy of it.
“He stood up and gave his rendition of what had happened… At the end, after church, one of the members said to him, ‘You know what Bob’s experience proves, don’t you? It just proves you can’t get to heaven in a kayak,’” said Parsons with a chuckle.
The experience did not deter Parsons from returning to the water, though. He went swimming within a week after the incident.
Parsons added he was thankful for the help of all of those involved in saving his life that Thursday afternoon. As the stars were perfectly aligned, Parsons said, there must be a reason he’s still alive after such an event.
“When I heard the description of what went on and what was in place, the timing of everything… I have a friend who says there are no coincidences. There is a plan, and God makes that plan,” said Parsons. “I find it hard to believe that God would pay attention to Bob Parsons, but to have that level of detail set up — somebody did, something did.
“God must’ve kept me around because he has more things for me to do. It’s pretty clear I’m still around for some reason.”