Other than a murmured, “Sorry about that”  nothing was done. This is why I won’t name the institution.  I don’t want to embarrass them about their cheap-ass broken cassette tape player.  Or even more serious matters to come. But my laying there on that slab for thirty minutes listening to Buddy Holly sing about Peggy … Continue reading Hey! It’s Not Brain Surgery! Yes…it is (part 5) …by Robert M. Katzman