The Doughnut Man — A Tribute to My Dad

The Doughnut Man — A Tribute to My Dad

When I was growing up, my dad’s nickname was “Bob.” Sometimes, when his family called him by his middle name, “Wilbur,” my sisters and I would giggle, envisioning the pink piglet in Charlotte’s Web.  In the last few years, however, Dad has acquired a new...
The Unusual Gift of Desperation

The Unusual Gift of Desperation

The man standing on the front porch of our dental office didn’t have to say a word. We knew exactly why he was there, thirty minutes before we were scheduled to open. Pacing. Clutching his cheek. Wiping away tears. People suffering from abscessed teeth do desperate...