A Piece of My Mind Section Editor: Roxanne
K. Young, Associate Editor.
I don't recall what it was that caused me to wander into my father's
study. I had been visiting my folks for the weekend in Tucson. Perhaps I was
looking for a book or a pencil, or perhaps I was just curious.
Very little had changed during his illness. His desk was just as cluttered
as always, with copies of the New England Journal of Medicine, JAMA, and the Journal of Pediatrics stacked
in one corner and manuscripts in various stages of completion in another.
There was a Campbell's soup can full of pencils, a thesaurus, a dictionary,
a stapler, and several erasers. Foreign among these scholarly trappings was
the worn neck strap for his saxophone, obviously dropped there to be conveniently
found for his next practice session. With a certain deference, I sat in the
swivel chair at the desk and, though I had spent many hours with him in this
room, surveyed it as if for the first time.
George D. Comerci, Jr. Reflections While Listening to the Glazunov. JAMA. 2003;290(13):1683–1684. doi:10.1001/jama.290.13.1683