Summary
By 1986, I was barely in a career as an ER doc when I found my way into a regular tennis foursome on my one day off work with three retirees in their mid-50s at the Ernie Howlett courts of Rolling Hills Estates.
The three "old guys" were the first group of friends I ever made who were my father's age.See the full content of this document
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My Turn: Friendly Tennis Matches Became Life Lessons
But they were quite different from my dad, who also was about 55.
Dad was still passionately into his career and optimistic he would fix the world. He worked as a psychiatrist at a county hospital. About once a month...See the full content of this document
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