Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Today would have been my father's 100th birthday.

He was a remarkable man - a small town family physician who made house calls. I remember him telling me that sometimes he would receive a phone call in the middle of the night from a patient who was a known hypochondriac. He would suggest they take an aspirin and get some rest. Then he would try to go back to sleep. But it bothered him. He couldn't sleep because he thought, "Maybe this time there really is something wrong". He would get up to go to see the patient.

How many people today get that kind of caring from their doctor?

Happy birthday Father.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

I have competed in triathlons since 1987 but always the shorter ones. In 2005 I signed up to do Ironman Canada in Penticton, BC for the first time. On August 27, 2007 I managed to complete it. Here are some pictures.