I was at Medical City taking my grandma and 2 of her friends, to visit a sick friend from their church.
David and Skid were appearing there for a children's event, but he recognized my truck in the parking garage (I have a small pinstriped-thingy of my ranch/company logo on the doors.)
After his appearance was over, he inquired with reception to see if I or my wife's names were on their patient list.
Since it wasn't, he convinced the operator to page me as "Dr Uecker... Dr P.E. Uecker... Please call extension ___".
I finally heard the page and got David on the phone. He made his way up to my g-ma's friend's room with Skid in-tow.
I'm not sure which I laughed at more that day. Skid, David and his "aw shucks" lingo/mannerisms, or the three 70-something "blue hairs", trying to roll around on the floor of that cramped hospital room, vying for the dog's attention.
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