My Dad was a brilliant physician and surgeon who had four sons at one point and was a busy family man. Despite this, he worked whatever hours it took to take care of his patients and always left a covering physician to take over when he wasn’t available.
He was Camp Doctor at the Boy Scout Camp at Echo Lake for many years. Here is myself, my older brother Tim, and my younger brother Bill.
Much excitement ensued around lakeside cabins when word got out that there was a doctor on the lake. People would present him things like a dog with a fishhook in his mouth. Yes, Dad would do that. He was a role model doctor, a true professional, and loved and admired greatly.
I doubt there would be any place for him today in modern medicine.
