Mr. Roberson was an unassuming old guy who looked like everybody’s grandfather. Whenever he came to the clinic he always wore the same uniform—a pair of bib overalls over a pressed collared shirt buttoned at the neck and wrists along with a dapper ball cap. When first I saw him as a patient it was for arm pain.
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This is an OUTSTANDING article . The accompanying photo gallery is pretty gruesome, and Mr. Roberson's story is interesting to say the least. ("But, I got those binoculars.") Excellent read. Thank You.
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