Parturition

By Dr. Jim Ferguson We tend to take the natural processes of life for granted.  I don’t think about breathing or even sleeping very often because they are under the control of subconscious areas of my brain.  Actually, patients not infrequently consult me about...

What’s Going On?

By Dr. Jim Ferguson As a baby boomer, the music I identify with is Rock and Roll.  I came of age in the 60s and “my music” was the British invasion of the Beatles, but even more so, the Motown sound of the Contours, Smokey Robinson, and, of course, Marvin Gaye.  In...

The Kitchen Drawer

By Dr. Jim Ferguson My wife, Becky, relates a story of a long departed relative who grew up in the Great Depression.  This lady understood privation, and as a result saved everything for the  proverbial “rainy day.”  As the family sorted through her life’s history and...

July 4th Polemic and Hope

By Dr. Jim Ferguson   My daughter is an English teacher, and writer. She recently commented that I am prolific.  I do seem to have a lot to say, perhaps because I have a voice (The Focus) and perhaps because I’m passionate about many things and my country. I was...

Oh Law!

By Dr. Jim Ferguson As I watched my grandson, Oakley, run towards the ocean’s edge I realized he was still a toddler.  His lack of arm swing and twisting torso gave him that sweet awkwardness of little children.  Watching him caused me to think about some of my...

Survival

By Dr. Jim Ferguson I’m not a beach person like the Johnson side of my family.  I identify more with the Psalmist who said, “I look unto the mountains, from whence cometh my strength.”  Yet, I find myself at the beach again this year with our extended family and count...