I was having lunch with some of my coworkers in a small family restaurant near my office, when our waitress dropped off a handwritten note. She said, "I was asked to give this to you."
Dear Dr. Smak,And when I asked for my check, the waitress told me the anonymous note-writer had paid for my lunch. I have a hard time expressing how touched I am.
Thanks for everything you do. We really appreciate it.
We're praying for your son.
Sometimes small town life seems dull. Sometimes I wonder if I could have done more in a bigger setting, a more "glamorous" doctor role.
Times like that make small towns look really good.