Great read Garrison and I do have to say after all these years I am honored to be your friend. Lady Dentists are the wave of the future. Slender fingers and calling us "Dear" with real compassion is as good as it gets. I appreciate them and you!
Garrison......There were two women in my dental school class of 142 (Marquette class of '74). Today a typical dental school class is more than 50% female. I guess that's progress.
Some years ago a female colleague related a story about her 11th grade son who was reticent to respond to her query regarding his resistance to becoming a dentist. When pressed on the issue the lad responded, "Mom, that's a girl's job!"
Garrison......Two women were in my dental school class of 142 (Marquette class of '74). These days a typical dental school class is more than 50% female. I guess that is progress.
Some years ago a female colleague related a story about her 11th grade son. It seems the young man was reticent about answering his mother's query about becoming a dentist. When pressed on the issue the lad responded, "Mom, that's a girl's job!"
My childhood dentist was a man his last name was Dredge which he accomplished admirably My real problem was his Mother was his assistant and he would get in my mouth and then he would have a fight with her verbally finally asking me if it hurt, and it did. That childhood trauma still haunts me to this day.
YOU make us happy when skies are gray, Garrison. I am convinced that inside you leaps a child filled with joy at the prospects ahead as your earthly tent wears thinner. How else could you weather this present storm? Leaky tents draw our attention homeward. And they allow slivers of sunlight to break through when least expected.
I also have few friends. It’s quite peaceful, isn’t it? As my great-grandmother would say “Still waters run deep”. And you, Mr. Keillor, do indeed “run deep” with your words and kind deeds.
Thank you for a wonderful year. I look forward to the next year reading your thoughts.
The severe cold has revealed another use for the COVID preventing face mask - it keeps your face a little warmer and it takes the edge off the cold air I breath In.
Great read Garrison and I do have to say after all these years I am honored to be your friend. Lady Dentists are the wave of the future. Slender fingers and calling us "Dear" with real compassion is as good as it gets. I appreciate them and you!
Happy New Year and as Sonny and Cher sang these words so many years ago "And the beat goes on."
As my Russian friend says, "I very like this."
Happy New Year. And thanks for brightening our days.
Happy New Year!
And you make me hungry for hash today....
Ron In Maine
Simply, thank you.
Garrison......There were two women in my dental school class of 142 (Marquette class of '74). Today a typical dental school class is more than 50% female. I guess that's progress.
Some years ago a female colleague related a story about her 11th grade son who was reticent to respond to her query regarding his resistance to becoming a dentist. When pressed on the issue the lad responded, "Mom, that's a girl's job!"
Garrison......Two women were in my dental school class of 142 (Marquette class of '74). These days a typical dental school class is more than 50% female. I guess that is progress.
Some years ago a female colleague related a story about her 11th grade son. It seems the young man was reticent about answering his mother's query about becoming a dentist. When pressed on the issue the lad responded, "Mom, that's a girl's job!"
Thank you. Happy New Year to you as well. Love your writing.
My childhood dentist was a man his last name was Dredge which he accomplished admirably My real problem was his Mother was his assistant and he would get in my mouth and then he would have a fight with her verbally finally asking me if it hurt, and it did. That childhood trauma still haunts me to this day.
YOU make us happy when skies are gray, Garrison. I am convinced that inside you leaps a child filled with joy at the prospects ahead as your earthly tent wears thinner. How else could you weather this present storm? Leaky tents draw our attention homeward. And they allow slivers of sunlight to break through when least expected.
I also have few friends. It’s quite peaceful, isn’t it? As my great-grandmother would say “Still waters run deep”. And you, Mr. Keillor, do indeed “run deep” with your words and kind deeds.
Thank you for a wonderful year. I look forward to the next year reading your thoughts.
The severe cold has revealed another use for the COVID preventing face mask - it keeps your face a little warmer and it takes the edge off the cold air I breath In.
Thanks for putting a smile on my face today.
I love you, Garrison...coroner face and all! :)