God supercharged the Leader of the Free World at Butler...

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 Fast Freddie Spencer continued his battle with Eddie Lawson and his Kawasaki with a scaled-down Honda in 1983...

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freddie_Spencer

 Eddie Lawson

Kenny Roberts

Captain Mike Kahn

CPT Kahn and I established a close relationship out of the gate.

Colonel Maddox had to ensure his newest dental officer was clinically sound. 

 Unknown to me at the time, COL Maddox had a favorable view of UT-trained dental officers he had encountered over his twenty year career.

Nevertheless, right out of dental school...

I had confidence in my abilities in that regard, but COL Maddox threw me a curve ball:

After four years of dental school and all my treatment being rendered from the right side of the dental chair, I was now about to switch to the left side.

CPT Kahn's chair...

Muscle memory be damned; let's create more...

God, again, to the rescue.  There was a surprisingly easy transition to this new position.

I was, however, quite thankful that, after a month, COL Maddox assigned me to  'team' status.

And I was assigned two brand new dental assistants who are such an integral part of the dental team.

One of those assistants was Dottie Murray, transplanted from Massachusetts.

Or should I say 'saved' from Massachusetts?

  A good friend as well as a highly talented dental assistant, Dottie truly made dentistry even more enjoyable that it already was...

Our team DTA was Kathy; I would provide anesthesia, move to a second patient I had previously anesthetized and was ready for treatment.  After my operative procedures were accomplished, Kathy would place the restorations; I cycled back to the other patient who was now comfortably numb.

I know, Martha - Pink Floyd...

After completion of the operative procedures on that patient, I would evaluate the just-completed work of my very talented DTA.

Kathy did beautiful work...

Captain Mike Kahn was a quite talented clinician.

He was also an athlete and loved throwing the Frisbee.  He asked me if I had ever played Frisbee Golf; I had not.

My father introduced me to the game of golf while I was in high school; the Sergeant Major could smack that ball and putted with quite the finesse.

The only golf clubs available for rent at the golf course in Columbia were lefties...

Ambidextrous, for the most part, and a novice at golf, left-handed irons were rather fun.  

My golfing success was not measured on the scorecard; it was the number of balls I lost as I duffed those 36 holes. I was quite thankful for the golf ball business I had in Fort Knox, finding lost golf balls for resale.

Martha, I could get a dollar for a Titleist!

Hours of scouring the woods adjacent to the fairways at Anderson Golf Course, a short bike ride from 7984 G Bailey Court, sharpened my visual acuity that would later pay off in my own quests for my errant balls...

Anderson Golf Course is now

 Lindsey Golf Course

My father's short game kept him hovering around that 'scratch' skill level....

I will always remember our outings at Henry Horton State Park...

But now a variation of a theme in the form of a spinning disc...

 ...and a community college in Enterprise provided the perfect 'golf' course...

A tree, a building, even a fire hydrant was selected and an appropriate par - 3, 4, 5 - was attached.

     98 gram Frisbee for the drive if no wind

or

      119 gram or 141gram, depending on the wind.

165g  as the putter...

And keep previously-scratched discs for crossing parking lots; that asphalt eats plastic readily...

CPT Kahn knew my passion for motorcycle racing; he recommended a trip to Daytona for Bike Week and a stop in Tallahassee to visit his family.

And an actual Frisbee Golf course with the basket and chains...

And a new dimension of the amazing Frisbee was about to be opened to me in Daytona...

 He immediately changed his heading to a ninety degree angle with the incoming water spout...

 We all had life jackets on as we witnessed a once in a lifetime experience.  

Some water spouts are powerful enough to lift heavy fish lockers off commercial fishing boats.

Generally speaking, being inside the cabin would provide safety.

I couldn't help myself; I scrambled out of the cabin, stood on the deck and marvelled at the undulations of water I could clearly see.

Bathed in bright Florida sunshine and being rained on by tornadic activity...

...and close enough to literally see the sheets of water within the spout.

Truly spectacular.

 As Fort Rucker had no orthodontist, and active duty soldiers are not authorized such care, he appreciated referrals of family members needing orthodontia.

We appreciated those all day deep sea fishing trips Dr. Oliver provided, never to be forgotten.

Especially dancing with a tornado...