He operated at John Muir. He saw patients at Diablo Orthopedics. And he practiced Sports Medicine at every one of our athletic events when a player went down.
Dad would hustle on over, "Does it hurt A or B? 1 or 2?" And then pat the leg and say, "It looks okay. It'll be better in a few days."
Seriously, how cool was our dad?!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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