Wednesday, October 6, 2021
I refused to go to a dentist until I was 13 (maybe because we lived next door to one and as a child playing in the yard I saw some people in pretty bad shape both going in and coming out). Then my mother heard about Dr, Pool, from one of her brothers, I think (each of whom had four kids). I wasn't happy walking into the office, but before long, Dr. Pool started calling me his "Little Shop of Horrors" patient. I asked him what that meant and he said that in his career two people had actually fallen asleep in his dental chair (no gas) and one of them was me. Kudos to you, Doc! And you're never supposed to hear news like this because it just isn't fair, is it. Many thanks for the care you took over the many years, Dr. Pool, and sending thoughts to your family.
