05/25/2026
Here are the words of my dear friend Kim deceased . "In my prime, I carried an M-16 perilously close to the east and west German border, waiting for the cold war to warm up. Let’s double down on this: do some research and find out the ratio of women to men in the United States army in the early to late 80s. Also do some research and see what sorts of jobs were open to us! You’re fu***ng welcome.
In my prime, I chased bad guys, caught them, and took them to jail. In my prime, I helped to save a man’s life after he drowned.  In my prime, I pedaled my Trek through miles of dirty and muddy trails, fell and cracked some ribs, then kept on riding. In my prime, I went back to work three weeks after having a breast amputated due to cancer. in my prime, I hiked 26 miles through the New Mexico desert. (Lisa, Darin). In my prime, I walked for three days during a tropical depression in Georgia to raise money for breast cancer research (Tiffanie). In my prime, I tried to hike part of the Appalachian trail.  in my prime, I loved hard, I lost hard, and I was brave enough to love again. To be clear, I was a bad ass and I’m proud of that. To be even clearer, I’m still a bad ass…. just a different kind.
In this prime, I remain optimistic and joyful in the face of my impending death,  a death that will come much sooner than I would prefer.  In this prime, I find beauty in everything. I find joy and peace in seemingly nothing.  In this prime,  I hug more often, and I express my love to people more often and more willingly.

In this prime, I look forward to trying an experimental drug that might extend others’ lives.  In this prime, I try very hard to be brave, while also understanding that bravery can come with tears. In this prime, I think about death with curiosity, not fear.
In this prime I’ve learned that being a badass is easy….just be authentic and don’t be an as***le for no good reason.I’ll always be a badass, and I’ll always be in my prime." - Kim Bowerman, 1964 - 2023