My dentist Dr. Bob Roberts, the most competent dentist, was also an M.D. and an unusual, wonderful man.
Politically a leftist, we spent a lot of time talking about politics.
The moment I asked what I owed him, he looked at his watch.
“Morrie, I’ve got a patient waiting,” and he rushed me out of the office with the words, “You’ll pay me the next time.”
On the way out, I stopped to write a check for $100 and handed it to the secretary. She grabbed my hand.
“Thanks, Morrie, we need the money.”
I was told by a common friend that he died recently (my guess is that he was in his 80s).
With his attitude about money, I often wondered how he paid his home and office rent.
I once met his wife in a market.
I walked over to her and said, “Nice to see you.”
Startled, she looked at me.
“Yes,” I answered.
“You were one of Bob’s favorite patients.”
Loaded with purchases, after some brief conversation and with a wave to me, she was out the door.
We all meet some wonderful, unforgettable people in our life.
Dr. Joe Roberts was one of them.
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My dental problems ended the moment my dentures were inserted in my mouth.
I’ve never had pain nor spent a dime on the teeth I don’t have.
I eat everything that doesn’t move.
To date, my dentures have been trouble free.
At the beginning, I would take them to my dentist for cleaning and polishing. It was a waste of time and money.
I do that myself every night.
I hope I have not bored you with my story of my teeth.
I will leave you with this message.
Take care of your teeth. Don’t let them ever become a money and time consuming problem.
Floss and brush them everyday (or night).
As perfect and carefree as my dentures have been, they will never be as good as natural teeth.
Have a good day, or night.
(January 1, 2021)