I walked into the hospital room for what would be the final five minutes I would have with Dr. George Scipione this side of Glory. The moment Skip saw me poke my head in, his face relaxed into a tired smile. “There he is,” came the worn greeting from my beloved mentor. “Hey Doc,” I replied, with tears already forming at the edges of my eyes as I walked toward the chair immediately beside him.
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