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Tuesday, September 19, 2006. Dr Max Thaler from Magierov Poland to Parishville N. With grandson Andy Dobbie, 1978. An exhibit at Potsdam Museum opened May 2, 2010. Thaler s medical bag shown in the photograph as well as his microscope from medical school in Vienna and other fascinating artifacts.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007. By Chris Caringi of Parishville, New York. We were so blessed to have Dr. Phenominal, but the real comfort for his many. Patients came from his caring, compassion and. Growing up, we felt peaceful and safe,. Partly because, if we had medical problems, we knew. Thaler always had time to. Homes, or daily problems.
Saturday, October 14, 2006. Dr Max Thaler as poet. Regis River flowed behind our family home, and my father spent his most precious hours out in the boat, rowing, or guiding his small motorboat between lilly pads and rocks. In this poem he describes one day in his life as small town general practitioner. Max, Angela and Andy 1985. The sun appeared on the sky. The day of work began.
Sunday, September 17, 2006. Here are my parents, Dr. They were holocaust survivors who made it out of Austria into Switzerland and eventually to the U. , and finally to the North Country hamlet, Parishville, New York, where my father served as general practitioner for nearly 40 years. 1 Ellen married Charles Beeler.
Saturday, October 07, 2006. Max Thaler in the belief that every life is worth remembering. Taken from a speech by Dr. Our burial rites have been the same for hundreds of years. An addition to the old valued burial rites is, in my opinion, overdue. What is being done so far when a person passes away? My dear friends, we are at present a small group to start to implement a great idea, which in t.
When My Father Was Young, an Essay by Dr. Tuesday, October 03, 2006. WHEN MY FATHER WAS YOUNG. By David Thaler, circa 1973. My father was born in a small town near the border of Poland and Russia. The border area was disputed and often changed nationality.
Sunday, October 01, 2006. And if no other takes the road I took. And like a wispy cloud. So disappears an unimportant I.
Sunday, October 01, 2006. When I was 24, Max and I married and moved to Switzerland. 1 Cup Sugar for Dough.
After the funeral the family gathered around the kitchen table. People were reminiscing about the past. My grandmother, Angela, told a story from her childhood, about her grandmother, Sophia. After dinner we went to the opera, which was another new experience. I had never seen so many extravagant women! They were wearing beautiful furs and jewels. Opera house was fragrant with exotic perfumes. I had never seen this world and it en.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007. By Chris Caringi of Parishville, New York. We were so blessed to have Dr. Phenominal, but the real comfort for his many. Patients came from his caring, compassion and. Growing up, we felt peaceful and safe,. Partly because, if we had medical problems, we knew. Thaler always had time to. Homes, or daily problems.
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Saturday, October 14, 2006. Dr Max Thaler as poet. Regis River flowed behind our family home, and my father spent his most precious hours out in the boat, rowing, or guiding his small motorboat between lilly pads and rocks. In this poem he describes one day in his life as small town general practitioner. Max, Angela and Andy 1985. The sun appeared on the sky. The day of work began.
College of the Redwoods Good Words. Thursday, December 21, 2006. I have a simple longing, one which. A shelf of blue glass,. An open kitchen window,. Sunlight, and a fruit tree. Something that will ruin the lawn. With its bounty in the fall. And all the salt in the house. In one wide mouthed canning jar on the counter.