Power Stabilized

Life Imitating Art Imitating Life

To the one side you see a neat iceberg I saw up in Glacier Bay in Alaska. It looks to me just like an idealized form of a tree you might find in an art project. To the other side you see me scratching the pectoral fin of Keiko, of Free Willy fame, who had willingly lifted it up where I could get a good scratch going. At the time, Keiko was in transit from the rotten zoo in Mexico that had housed him to a life of freedom in the far north. One of his trainers had smuggled several of us onto the upper deck where the public was not allowed. I will never forget the moment the night before when I went with the trainer to his office, which had its own window facing into the pool. It was dark so he turned on his light. I was looking at the window, which was pitch black, when out of the darkness rose the huge head of Keiko, who was curious to see what was going on where the light had appeared. It was an awesome sight. Keiko was still pretty weak when we visited, a left over from the tiny tank he lived in in Mexico that afforded him no exercise. I'm so glad they got him out of there and that he would later taste the freedom of swimming wherever he wanted, however far he wanted, whenever he wanted. Freedom is a precious thing.