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Now that my wife and I have lived in the same house for three decades, Escondido has truly become our home. We enjoy our life here, supporting the opportunities Escondido has to offer such as First Night and The Center for the Arts. We support the Greyhound Adoption Center, too, and have adopted many special needs greyhounds over the years. And, of course, we enjoy the great climate here, which allows me to pursue that stupid little white ball over acres of green all year long. While I consider myself an Escondidan, it wasn't always that way.

I spent my early years in the small town of Dixon, Illinois, the "Petunia Capital" of the World, famous for being the boyhood home of Ronald Reagan. It was a great place to grow up, with small town friendliness and neighbors with a genuine commitment to helping one another. My early years were spent almost entirely outdoors: playing basketball, baseball and football. I never did get to be the quarterback at Notre Dame (an early objective of my sporting life), but I continued to play basketball in college, in dental school, for both the U. S. Navy and Marine Corps, and even some in graduate school. Much to my wife's chagrin, I also discovered golf, and have spent untold hours chasing little white balls over fairways and greens all over the United States and countries beyond. It is a passion, although not necessarily a rational one.

After high school in Dixon, there was college. Of note was the fact I met my wife on the first day of Calculus class at Knox College, in Galesburg, Illinois. I mention this because it is with great pride I report I actually made it through that class, although it was the last math course I ever took. Then there was Dental School at the University of Illinois, followed by entering the U. S. Navy, with my first duty station at the San Diego Naval Training Center. We lived in San Diego, on Okinawa, back in San Diego, in Bethesda, MD, and in Indiana, where I completed my residency in Periodontics before we transferred back to San Diego again for two years aboard the USS Okinawa and two years at NAB Coronado. My wife and I thoroughly enjoyed our eleven years in the Navy, and when I left, it was with some regret - but it was time to start our periodontal practice in Escondido.

Our son was born in 1969 when I was stationed at NAS Miramar, and I remember driving through Escondido on Centre City Parkway to visit my wife's parents who had moved to Escondido. It looked like a nice "little" town back then, but by 1978, Escondido had grown up,  still keeping that small town feeling of community. Opening a new specialty practice is hard work; but there were many members of the dental community I could lean on. With their support, and with the help of my wife and dental staff, I was able to set up office procedures so that we could concentrate on giving each patient the individual care he or she deserves. The USN training in record-keeping and the small town training in friendliness were instrumental in our initial success.

When it came time to find a partner, it was easy to write down the criteria - and very hard to find the one "right" person to fill the bill. My patients, staff and I were looking for:

• Someone who would live in and strive to be a part of our community
• Someone who was an excellent periodontist
• Someone who could relate to patients and at all times remember that    patient care and satisfaction is the ONLY reason we are here