A Patient’s Childhood Bluegrass Memory
I saw a patient today who said he grew up next door to Earl’s sister Ruby. He recalled one day when a long car drove up and stopped. The door opened and out stepped Earl and Lester and the Foggy Mountain boys. They sat on the front porch and picked for a few hours. The man was only six years old at the time, so it was many years ago. He said the memory was as vivid as if it’d been yesterday.
My how I’d a loved to have been there. He made my day. The man was on blood pressure medicine. We are supposed to only give out one month’s worth of samples at a time, but I gave him two. Don’t tell anybody. But I figured he deserved it, ’cause he was true bluegrass.
Dr. B
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Dr. Tom Bibey: Stories of the Bluegrass Music Road 
May 26, 2009 at 12:59 pm
You can never estimate the power of one act of friendship to someone who is alone.
May 26, 2009 at 1:16 pm
Billy,
So true. Out there driving that truck, I bet you never forget the folks who are nice to you. You probably stop to eat at those places again on your next trip through.
Dr. B
May 26, 2009 at 6:49 pm
Two months of samples??? Hmmmm ????
… I’m calculating the cost of gas, an office visit, and of couse I’d feel obligated to take the Doc to Bridges BBQ (to undo the good effects of the meds )…. Probably wouldn’t come out ahead financially … but a jam session and swapping a few good stories would make it all worth while …..
Thanks for taking care of the folks who cherish the memories!
May 26, 2009 at 7:41 pm
MandoGrin,
As the TV commercial says, some of the things my patients tell me are priceless. The thought of Lester and Earl next door on the front porch was too much.
And brother, Bee Bridges Barbeque (we call it BBBBQ) here in Harvey County is as good as it gets.
Dr. B
May 27, 2009 at 5:39 am
It’s amazing, having those sort of awe-inspiring and almost unbelievable childhood memories…
May 27, 2009 at 6:19 am
msslightly,
It is a very strange phenomenon, but I recall all the good times quite vividly.
I’ve not had much personal tragedy, but I try to learn from the bad, not dwell on it, and move on. After a while it seems like a bad dream that didn’t happen.
But the good stuff; I can close my eyes and re-live it without difficulty.
I don’t what the psychologists would say about that. Perhaps the concept of cognitive dissonance? If you take a psych class in college ask them about the notion.
Dr. B