There was no sign of the father or the family friend riding with them. Thus I and the other second-tier volunteers got phone calls and ended up working the river banks on both sides downstream of the accident.
I and my partner (we worked in groups of two) found the neighbor. We almost missed him; he had ended up hugging a tree and then lots of other flotsam and jetsam had wrapped around him, nearly hiding him from view. He was a good five miles from the accident.
And he was dead.
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