I want them on the WWW .... that's why.

For my own reasons I wanted to get these on the WWW. Me as a baby and at a year and a half.

By posting them, with my name as a keyword, they may be searched on the internet.....

That's why .................

A beautiful reply to one of my Blogs

This is a response I got to a blog I did on my Father,  Ralph Dean Dooley, M.D. It brought me to tears, so many years, and such a nice memory. Thank  You Doctor for your reply to my blog .. notice, the writer was a Doctor, how fantastic is that.

Your dad Dr. R.Dean Dooley saved my life on February 21,1956 at Miami Valley Hospital. He had previously delivered three healthy sons to my parents but for months Mom was ill and having "female problems" that went on so long she consulted another physician who said Mom needed a hysterectomy. Since three boys were already more than she could handle; at age 28 she consented to the operation and checked into Miami Valley for surgery the following day. Dr, Dooley just so happened to be in the hospital and stopped by to see Mom and pray with her before surgery in the morning. But I was told by my aunt; who was in the hospital room; that Dr. Dooley seemed trouble and asked my Mom if he could perform and examine on her becuase he thought Mom looked ths same way when she was pregnant the other three times. Mom consented but was certain she could not be pregnant. At 11:26pm your Dad brought me into the world slightly premature but a healthy 6.15 lbs. I have always known he was my guardian angel.

I didn't get a chance to tell him in person but I know he hears me!

Thank you Dr. Dooley. You did the right thing. 

Sincerely

Ralph Dean Dooley, M.D. - My Father

I have written about him before, but it's Fathers Day, and he is my Father.

He was born on a farm in Indiana, good work ethics were instilled in him by his Father, Caleb, who served in the Civil War. In school, I am sure, he was a good student and always eager to learn. Prior to his death, I had him jot down notes about his life, that link is included on the blog.

He told of three instances where he felt his "guardian angel" intervened in his life. Once, when very littte, when he was crossing a barnyard that he was not supposed to be in, an enraged, large hog charged him. He froze, stared at the hog, and it stopped a few feet from him. If it had completed its charge it probably would have killed him. Another was during WWI. He emerged from a bunker, was going to sit and chat with comrades, something told him to move away, a shell landed and killed all of his friends. The third, after the war he was completing college, undecided about his future. He was offered an attractive future by some "natural" medical practitioners, but he wanted to pursue a career as a medical doctor. In his room at the YMCA in Chicago, he fell to his knees in prayer, asked for help, arose, and knew he was to be a medical doctor, and followed that path.

He became a  pillar of the community in Dayton, Ohio. After medical school, he interned at Miami Valley Hospital, and set up his practice in Dayton as a General Practitioner. He eventually specialized in Obstetrics, and is responsible for bringing many people into the world.

I have a picture of he and Mom close by, as well as his WWI medals and some other memorabilia, a very small hat from his youth and his barracks had from WWI. They are displayed in and on an end table, which he made, carpentry was his hobby.