Broken tooth

Last week, the day we were about to leave for Tucson to see the kids, I cracked a tooth. I called Bruce my dentist, and he agreed to see me only hours before we were to leave town. What a great guy. The last time I was there he told me there are two good ways to keep my teeth: "Brush after meals and keep my mouth shut." But I can't make fun of my dentist. He's painless. He's worked on my teeth for years and never once had any pain! We did arrive in Tucson without incident. On the way there Nancy asked me if I had a good time at the dentist. I told her, "It was a scream."