This obviously has a better ending.

I was telling him to keep kicking his feet to stay afloat.

He was very lethargic. He wasn't moving around too much. When I swam up to him he didn't try to grab me. He didn't try to hold onto me. Normally, people in the water, that's what they do, so I knew he was in bad condition.

It does not ebb and flow ... It flows and flows and flows. It's a never ending flowing sewer and you know it.

Not exactly a fairy-tale ending, was it? But it was close.

By letting it go on, and suddenly ending it mysteriously on a Sunday afternoon, is not probably the best kind of leadership that one could show.