The harsh winters in New York were too much for me in the 1950s, and at the age of six, I suffered from asthma followed by a bout of pneumonia.
It was then that we met a wonderful “county doctor” in the heart of Queens. When I close my eyes, I can still recall Dr. Goldman’s kind face, warm eyes and gentle smile.
One day during a blizzard, my mother called Dr. Goldman t...
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