I went to physical therapy on Wednesday and the place was closed: on the door was a notice that Dr Sewards, aka Dr Pat, aka Doc, had passed away a few days before. His obituary can be found here.
I don’t know when and why Anne first went to Dr. Pat, but she recommended him to me almost ten years ago for my knee. He was an orthopedic surgeon who almost always recommended against surgery unless absolutely necessary, and advocated motion and exercise for almost all bone/joint problems. His office was mostly a gym, with a bunch of greybeards like myself working our muscles and joints to 60’s-era rock. (Strangely enough, this office was in the building that used to be the West End Community Center, where PPRAC had a bunch of meetings and parties — my last time there, before Dr. Sewards took over about a decade ago, was for Janna’s 50th birthday.)
Dr Sewards gave both Anne and me excellent treatment and advice, and he helped lot of other people too. He was also very inspiring — he overcame some serious injuries himself, back in his youth. I don’t know what’s going to happen with his practice, without him it probably can’t continue the way it is now. His passing left a big hole in the world.
