Jim Morrison was rarely out of breath. He was 50 and fit – a man who spent his weekdays at a physically demanding job and his weekends in the woods. But one winter morning, the Post Falls resident was winded and struggling to breathe as he shoveled the snow off his driveway. He had a day of duck hunting planned with his son and brother-in-law. The men set up blinds and decoys in a marsh near Lake Coeur d’Alene, but they abandoned the hunt when Morrison wanted to return to the truck. He couldn’t shake the feeling of exhaustion. A few days later, medical tests revealed the cause: A cancerous tumor had filled the top third of his left lung. Morrison was stunned. “I had never smoked,” he said/Becky Kramer, SR. More here.

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