It was sixty years ago and I remember going to see the doctor in our town. I was eight years old. I remember his office was in his house and if you went there late in the afternoon you could smell what his wife was cooking for supper. I remember that every kid in town went by his office on Halloween because he gave out homemade ice cream in a cone. I remember his name. Doctor Higgins was a healer of my aches and pains. I remember he always made me feel better.
It was sixty minutes ago and I went to see the doctor at the local clinic. I'm sixty-eight years old. The office was a very sterile and cold place and no one was cooking supper. I doubt they give out homemade ice cream on Halloween. I don't remember the doctor's name. He was just a guy in a white coat that provided me with some pills and an x-ray. I don't feel much better.
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