My Brother Rick (aka Dikes, Rich) Condition Post-Stroke
Last Thursday, a few minutes past noon, I called my brother Rick in Milwaukee (it had become a ritual of sorts especially while driving), and he answered in an odd tone which gave me pause. He began to...
View ArticleWhen I Was A Boy, A Doctor’s Insight Was Law
When I was a child and was literally dragged to Dr. What’s-His-Face for an annual check-up (less a check-up and more a ritualistic cadence of tsk, tsk, tsk’s) as he poked and kneaded and...
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