I read this lunchtime that Dr. Jim Murphy, my dentist from 1997 to 2003, has passed away at 74. One of the nicest guys you would ever have meet, he was obsessed with giant pumpkins. During my days of the acre garden and Lil' Shiva the red roto-tiller, he and I talked gardens and seed catalogs between drillings. If I have it right, he pulled a molar of mine when he was 67 saying something like "would you tug back a bit" in his gentle raspy voice. Real good guy.
