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A Doc Named Corcoran

The visiting doctor, the pediatrician, the family man - came and played He played on our Hammond organ, sat on the storage bench, opened one of the books. Those compassionate fingers ran across the keys and leapt into our memories. My sister was home sick, and he came and he cared for her and pleasurable was his visit, as my mom would recall for us.

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 9/21/2023 3:49:00 PM

Great. memories Kim. Well written, too! Pangie xx

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/21/2023 5:18:00 PM

Thanks, Pangie!

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/20/2023 7:13:00 PM

Gosh! Thank you for reminding me of that long-gone pleasure of our youngest days -- home visits from the Doctor! Ours pediatrician used to eat dinner with us occasionally. He was quite the sparkling conversationalist and humorist - in addition to being a warm, caring, completely competent physician. Thanks, Kim.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/21/2023 4:53:00 AM

Thank you likewise for sharing! Those pleasant days gone by… Hugs ~ Kim

Mike Gentile

Date: 9/20/2023 5:22:00 AM

Across the keys and into your memories! Such a great line and really sums up the sweet experience that you have expressed in your lovely write! It brings back memories for me when my doc made house calls when I was a boy!! Happy Wednesday Kim xxoo

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/20/2023 2:43:00 PM

Glad you enjoyed and can relate to those days gone by.

Robert Gorelick

Date: 9/19/2023 8:19:00 PM

Dear Kim, I loved this story of your kind organ playing doctor. Housecalls-a blast from the past. But, the doctor was called because your sister was homesick? Oh , home sick! LOl Robert

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/20/2023 4:43:00 AM

LOL, Robert! Can you imagine if we called the doc because we were homesick? House calls are amazing…imagine getting to know a person…family…instead of just a number! God bless you, dear one!