If you but ask I can be your guide, your compass, your pole star. Just follow me...I'm not sure of the way, but if I get lost I'll have someone to talk to.

This morning, from 8:30 am to 12 noon, I was in the chair at the dentist's office have six (6) implants implanted. Well, actually two and a four-tooth bridge so there were only four screws. He also filled in two tiny spots of decay and repaired the nicks needed for my (now extinct!) partial plate. In January I will go back to the oral surgeon and have the foundations for another bridge installed and then back to the dentist for the bridge. You didn't ask, but my youngest brother grabbed my bicycle handlebars back in 1959 and sent me teeth-first onto the new blacktop of 16th Street -- and I've been missed permanent front teeth until today! By the way, I do not suggest that you give your mother your front teeth the Saturday before you're to start high school.