Wednesday, August 27, 2008 at 7:36 AM
One of the first people I went to see after my prostate cancer diagnosis was George Harrison. No, not the musician, but a former professor of mine from Kent State University who underwent a similar surgery over twenty years ago when he was the same age I am today, 56. Dr. Harrison was one of my favorite teachers when I was doing graduate work at KSU back in the early 80s, and I figured there was more I could learn from him.
As we settled into a couple of comfortable chairs in his living room, he paused for a moment and took my arm. His face became very serious as he looked me right in the eye, “David, would you like a nice dry sherry?” I quickly assented and he began his story.