It was a privilege to have known your father. As a fellow Philhellene, a long-time folk dancer and performer, and a hospice worker, we had interests that placed in some of the same places at the same time. Your father was indeed a warm and thoughtful commentator and host for many of the Camellia festivals in the 70's, as well as a charming and knowledgeable guest at Sacramento's numerous folk festivals and events, be they Greek, Serbian or other. But I admired him the most for his continuing fight to help chronic pain patients obtain the right to seek relief and his work to protect the rights of doctors to help patients without regulatory sanctions, not without great personal cost. Just a few years ago I heard your dad being interviewed on a local radio station quite by chance. I don't remember the British-accented hosts name , but he repeatedly asked your dad "why would you treat patients for free and make house calls even on week-ends." Your dad replied, something to the effect "because they are my patients and I see them when and where they need me" "they are not always strong enough to make it to my office during office hours." The interviewer kept asking, "why do you really go? "what was in it for you? " "was it for extra money?" "were you trying to look like a superhero?" Your dad replied several times that there was no other reason except that his patients needed him. The churlish interviewer apparently could not believe that someone can repeatedly perform acts of kindness because it is the right to thing to do, and a reward in itself. We will all miss this unselfish hero. He is a shining example for we who engage in hospice work. Sincerely, R Johnston