Submitted by PeterElias on Mon, 03/27/2017 - 06:00
My daughter and I were standing on line in an upscale cross-country ski lodge near Sun Valley. The man in front of us ordered for himself and then his somewhat younger and obviously starstruck female companion. Their order consisted of two hamburgers, two coffees, and two large chocolate-chip cookies, and their bill came to about $30. He handed the guy behind the counter a $100 bill and said, just a bit louder than necessary, “Keep the change.”
Submitted by PeterElias on Mon, 02/27/2017 - 00:06
This week, waiting at a local hairdresser for my appointment, I had an unnerving experience.
Two women came in together and sat down. They were talking enthusiastically about the previous night’s State of the State address by Governor Lepage, pleased with how well he spoke and looking forward to some of his promises. At one point, one of the women said: “It’s too bad they won’t let him do what he wants. If they did, he’d get rid of all those Somalis.”
Submitted by PeterElias on Mon, 02/20/2017 - 00:05
After four decades in medicine, I retired from the active practice of primary care 15 months ago. I still get asked at least once a day: “Well, how’s retirement treating you?” My usual reply is that it is a learning process. A more accurate response would be that it is like playing Tetris, but with pieces that change shape and rotate unpredictably as they fall.
I am a family physician, now retired from active practice after almost forty years of loving primary care. I am happily married for nearly 4 decades. I have two fantastic grown children with interesting lives - who live too far away - and three of the neatest grandchildren in the world.
Submitted by PeterElias on Fri, 03/15/2013 - 06:00
My parents never yelled, let alone spanked. We always understood what was expected of us and feared failure rather than punishment. They expressed disappointment far more often than they showed anger. They often asked us to devise our own punishments. And, perhaps above all, they were masters of the object lesson.
Submitted by PeterElias on Tue, 01/08/2013 - 06:00
It was January and there were several inches of fresh snow on the ground and no shoveled path to the car. The temperature in the teens. I had an errand to run with a child who INSISTED on going barefoot. The following brief conversation between a seriously sleep deprived post-call parent and an articulate three year old.
“Do you want to put your shoes on yourself, or do you want help?”
"I don't NEED to wear shoes. My feet aren't cold."
Submitted by PeterElias on Mon, 11/12/2012 - 06:00
The small balcony of our motel in Port Angeles afforded me a fine view. Sitting there, I enjoyed spectacular sunsets, a wide range of shore birds, and the ferries coming in and leaving from Victoria across the Strait of Juan de Fuca.