My Friend, My Mentor....My Dad
Back in the old days dentists did a lot of their own lab work. My Dad was no different. He would sit at the kitchen table with all his dental tools and gadgets and happily work away. I couldn’t have been older than four when I first remember watching him. “That’s what I want to do someday” I would tell myself. And that’s what I did.
He built his dental office with my grandfather in 1956 not more than 6 blocks from our home. And after more than 55 years that is where I practice today! But boy have there been changes.
I recently returned from the remote village, Nuevo Renacer, in El Salvador. It was quite an eye opener. Our team of 20 arrived prepared to help dig trenches for irrigation, fine tune a recently installed well and in my case, educate and treat patients for their dental needs. 