I was thinking about two types of professionals - umpires and dentists - as I read recent stories about dentistry in the Arizona Daily Star and followed them in other media outlets.
Debbie and I are baby boomers, so we were teenagers in the 1960s and early '70s. For those of you who recall that time, it was the heyday of discos and dancing. Remember "Saturday Night Fever," the iconic disco movie set in Brooklyn?
I love this time of year because I get to write about one of the most fun-filled events in our community.
Medical advances in delivery systems, corporate dentistry and emergency dentistry/medicine were on my mind as I drove to the state capital in Phoenix on a recent Wednesday morning.
"Do not try to lose 35 pounds!"
When Debbie and I read the news of the death of Jeff Grant, longtime Amphitheater Public Schools Governing Board member, we reacted with the same disheartened countenance combined with a dollop of denial and, for me, a little fright.
Even though we got to see Phoenix, Los Angeles, San Francisco and San Jose over the holidays, home is still a very special place in this world.
Have we been humbled enough?
There are precious few moments when we are lifted from the everyday and transported to a special place in our minds where the memory will live forever.
It would come like a small tightness in my tummy - not pain or discomfort but more like a questionable feeling.
A couple of weeks ago I visited my "supplier" to try out some new sneakers. I was chatting with store owner John Corbett when I had to remind him about the kind of luck he's been having.
As a dentist, being a health-care provider has proven to be a valuable asset for me when discussing the inevitable aging process with friends I've known since my teenage years.
Sometimes you just stand there exhausted and say to God, "OK. How are you going to get me out of this one? Where is the secret trap door or the hidden parachute?"
I knew it was something special when we went to Splendido at Rancho Vistoso.
One of the nice things about summer is that children seem to find their way back home even after finishing college. It is during these times of reconnecting that I find interesting commonalities my children and I have shared over the years.
Our son Philip called us on July 24 with news that would change our family forever: Next month he will be inducted into the U.S. Air Force as a second lieutenant.
For me, the trial of Jerry Sandusky, the former assistant Penn State University coach convicted on Friday of molesting 10 boys over 15 years, was about bravery - being brave enough to listen to the boys' accounts, brave enough to read about it and brave enough to understand it to the point t…
It started with the shoes, then came "the look," but the comfortable feeling was what it all came down to.
The "circle of life" continues to amaze me as I enjoy the journey of my 60th year.
Sometimes you lose perspective about who people are representing - and that is a good thing.
Education, your body and communication seem to be the subjects I am constantly discussing with my kids. With graduation season here, it is the time of year that I look at the wisdom others have shared with me that I might impart to my children.
We got an early Mother's Day gift on prom night, which was two Saturdays ago. Like many of you we are enjoying the last days of the spring before the heat of summer is upon us. That also signifies the start of high school prom season and graduation days.
Grandparents are so smart.
The look on his face said it all. I trusted him immediately.
I take great pride in being open to wisdom, but something I experienced recently was just overpowering.
One of the greatest things about living and being deeply involved in this community is that you can "lose it" just about anywhere and no one gives you grief. Instead, folks take the time to comfort you and share their experience.
Fatigue, diabetes, obesity, anxiety, atrial fibrillation, memory loss, car accidents, altered moods and a decrease in libido all have something in common.
Spring break heralds the most amazing weather right here in our area - the mornings are cool, the days heat up, then the temperatures drop for a great sundown show.
It has been an interesting couple of months since I decided to try to get a flat stomach for my 60th birthday in April.
"Bob, is there any reason the TV is on?" Debbie hollered to me as I sat on the patio eating breakfast Sunday.
I made the trip up I-10 to Phoenix as part of "Dental Day at the
Capitol" last Wednesday - the day after our state's 100th
anniversary. Billboards along the interstate commemorating that
milestone were tasteful reminders of that special occasion.
Looking at Arizona at 100 years old is now about Arizonans at
"I am tired of them, Daddy. You can have it back."
So, how are your New Year's resolutions going?
It was nice to realize that it's been a long time, about 12
years, since I got an announcement like this one from the
Amphitheater school district. As a member of the Canyon del Oro
High School Site Council, I was informed of the superintendent
search committee that was being formed.
One of the best things about getting older is that you get to
learn so much from the folks who are younger than you.
Since July 2006, when I met former U.S. Surgeon General Dr.
Richard Carmona, I have learned that the future is all about
quality of life.
At this time of the year I always try to pause, reflect on the
past year and review the gifts (lessons) I've received. Two
thousand eleven seemed to go very fast. Our family was healthy, the
children flew the coop, and for the most part life was good.
Advice from my accountant, finally getting to exhale and "the
kids are not here" are three gifts I got for Christmas this
This year my wife getting "chipped-faced" on Friday afternoon
marked the official start of the holiday season.
Got an early holiday gift this year, and as usual I almost
It was a Thanksgiving of firsts, I thought, as Deb and I took
our morning walk up to Oro Valley Town Hall Friday morning.
Folks who know me know there are few times that I am at a loss
for words. Seldom does my excitement allow me the pleasure of a
pregnant pause. But there are major times in your life when someone
says something that just makes you stop and give thanks for a
moment, as you cannot find the word…
Small thumps on my heart.
I had my "Alcoholics Anonymous" (or is it "Weight Watcher's
Anonymous"?) moment at a most unexpected time this past
To those folks who see Deb and me walking in the mornings: I
want you to know there are many times I really feel like sleeping
in instead of walking.