Whenever they went rock climbing in some desolate Rocky Mountain outback, he was the one to take the lead, setting the anchors, testing each foothold and calming her fears as they dangled in harnesses 1,000 feet above the ground. Don't worry, you can do this, he'd say.
Friday, in the foyer of Courage Center, Jeanine Brudenell signed in her husband, Pat Mackin, for another medical appointment, one of four that day. Mackin was in a motorized wheelchair. He can't move the right side of his body, and they had just learned that morning that the blindness in his right eye was permanent. While he can understand everything going on around him, he can no longer speak.
It's been a grueling 15 months for Mackin and Brudenell, since that early December morning when a drunken driver slammed into Mackin's car, nearly killing him. He was on the way home from the Minnesota Music Café, where he had a gig as a saxophone player.
Emergency responders had to revive Mackin at the scene. He needed several surgeries to repair his ruptured diaphragm, lacerated liver and dissected aorta. Doctors had to stabilize his broken neck.
"He's lucky he's a very strong person," said his wife. "He never would have survived if he wasn't."
After months, Mackin began to gain strength, and with it the hope that he could at least play music again, if not climb mountains. Since then, however, he's suffered a stroke and more recently, seizures that put him back into care facilities.
If you think that's stressful for the family, consider that Brudenell is also a Minneapolis police officer, assigned to the Fourth Precinct that has been the center of attention in recent months. She has worked off and on throughout the ordeal and hopes to return full time next month.
They are an unlikely couple, friends say, a saxophone player who also led rock- and mountain-climbing trips, and the urban cop, drawn together by their passion for the outdoors and music.