viewed such heroic deeds as just another day in his life. Herbie was not looking for notoriety when he saved my son’s life and the lives of most of his dogs. He only sought the satisfaction of helping others who needed his help.
Herbie died quietly in his sleep a year or so after this heroic deed, and his loving wife Bertha followed a few years later, but they will live on forever in the hearts and minds of the young musher and his grateful family.