To the Editor:
First I would like to say to the family I'm sorry for your loss and everyone who knew him.
My reason for writing this letter is that in the summer of 1962 Dr. Werra saved my life and why I was not paralyzed by my injury. I was 16 years old and dove into the East Fork of the Russian River and broke my neck. Dr. Werra came to me in Potter Valley and rode to the hospital with me. He instantly put me in traction and proceeded to get information. He talked to my parents and suggested to transfer me to Saint Mary's Hospital in San Francisco. Dr. Werra rode all the way to SF in the ambulance. There is no way to forget. Later in life he became my doctor not until he retired. Knowing him was to love him. Any time I saw him he would remember me and talk of the time long ago when he saved me. One more thing when my mother was dying of cancer Dr.Werra would come to the house in Potter whenever she needed him, rare in the 21st century. I'm sorry I didn't make it to his memorial but I will never forget him.
-Earl Preffer, Potter Valley
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