Old SoulSep 15th, 2010 | By mbowen | Category: Student 2010
Have you ever been told that it’s for certain that you are going to die? Of course, we all know death is looming in the distance for everyone; it’s a part of life. It was a rather unusual calm day on the waters of the Puget Sound, as a family sat in a cramped room full of doctors and nurses. A young cancer patient was sitting, taking in the news with such grace, it was as if someone had just told him that he had to eat all his vegetables and not about the news of death. The process of finding a donor for him had just begun.
The family was told the slim set of options and what to expect. It was narrowed down to finding his match and waiting to see if the transplant would take. Later that year in November, after the testing was done, Joe had two matches: both his sisters. After much deliberation, one of the sisters stepped forward to save her brother. The weight of the situation was great, but she knew it had to be done to save Joe. In early spring of 2007, the process was truly in full swing. After numerous procedures at the shiny hospital in Seattle with the wide calming view of the sound, the process was complete.
On April 11, 2007, Joe received the transplant. This was his new birthday, and his new life was just beginning. The family celebrated with a steak and lobster dinner from a fancy restaurant on the pier. Joe was an avid fisherman, hunter, wrestler, but most of all he loved baseball. Joe learned to play baseball before he could walk and dreamed of someday becoming a Seattle Mariner. Now that he had his transplant, he had many more possibilities than before.
The family sat and admired Joe for his courage to keep up the fight for his life. The quiet humming and whirling of the machines was the sound of hope for all of them now. Those sounds meant that he was getting a second chance at life to do all the things he set out to do. This was his chance to have his life back.
Joe was originally diagnosed when he was 12, but the transplant took place when he was in high school. The doctors told him to drop out of school, because the medications would make it hard for him to learn, and all the trips to Seattle would mean missing class, and it would be hard to catch up. This was not Joe’s way. He did his homework in the hospital, and the family found tutors for him. He practiced with the wrestling team. Even though he was unable to wrestle, he showed up everyday to be with his team.
Later that year, Joe walked across the stage at his high school in his royal blue graduation gown, amongst a standing ovation from all his friends, faculty, and family. Joe wasn’t strong enough to walk himself, so his father helped him. As he was exiting the stage, he asked “was that all for me?” With a huge proud grin, they walked to the back of the gym. Not only did he graduate, but he lettered in two sports: baseball and wrestling. There is also a wrestling award in his name that is given annually to a member of the team.
Joe’s mandatory 100 days in the hospital after the transplant quickly passed, and he was able to leave on the hundredth day. When he got home, Joe was determined to start college. He was gaining his strength back and was even driving. But just when you think things are getting better, they don’t.
A fire destroyed his dad and step mom’s house where he was living. In the transition of a new house, Joe went to live with his “twin sister.” He would say this because she was the donor. He would joke that he was going to be just like her because there was more of her in him than even his own self. While he was staying at his sister’s house, he continued the maintenance doctor visits, and Joe’s health progressed greatly. He still struggled with pain, but there was no medicine in the world to fix that. After a new house was built, Joe went back to live with his dad. Everything seemed to be going great.
On March 10th, Joe collapsed. He was rushed to the hospital. There was nothing to be done. Joe took his last breath in the early hours of March 11, 2008, exactly 11 months to the day of his transplant. Joe brought something to the world that will never be replaced or duplicated. He had an “old soul” and a light that will never diminish. This innocent baby boy was now out of his pain and misery.
Joe, go now and do all the things you set out to do; run further than you ever have, play baseball until you can’t stand up, and wrestle until your heart’s content. I will never be able to get another haircut without thinking about you and “our” talent.
When Joe passed away, a part of me died, too; but I know that it would be selfish to keep him here in the condition he was in.
After inspiring all of those who he met in his short but accomplished life, Joseph Mark Bowen is now at peace and his work completed. Joe was 20 years old, the world’s best uncle, a wonderful son, dear friend to so many, cousin, and my baby brother.
Joseph Mark Bowen
October 14, 1987 graciously to March 11, 2008
Part II- Old Soul
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JOSEPH MARK BOWEN
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Maranee Bowen attends Northwest Indian College through the Swinomish extension site. Her brother Joe is her inspiration for finishing school: “He showed me that if you work hard, you can accomplish anything.” She is part of the Upper Skagit Tribe in Washington state and a descendant of the Creek Nation Tribe and the Seminole Nation of Oklahoma. Bowen is learning the Creek language from her grandma and working with her two children to learn and preserve her Native language.