If anyone is interested in my dear friend and former boss, his obit. is in today's
Kansas City Star. C C Gullett, MD. His
wife Ada Mae, was just as nice as he was.
I think it is very unusual for any one person
to accomplish the things he did, and remain
in his own estimation a common individual...
He was born in a sod hut in Canada. When
he went to medical school, he lived in an
attic room of a large house, he put cardboard in the bottom of his shoes, and
lived on day old food from the bakery.
I don't know the name of his religion,
but he was one of the most devout men I
have ever known. He taught me a great deal about God.
Sometimes on his way home from
work he would stop past by to see my dad. They would set on lawn chairs in the back yard....and watch the garden grow. My
dad at the time was in poor health, my dad
only went through the 5th grade. My dad
operated a successful business, but he had
little former education. Read about Dr. Gullett, and then imagine the two of them-
true and trusted friends.
One of our technicians was attempting to make a coat. She had trouble with the
button holes. Dr. Gullett took it home with
him....and finished it.
As you will note he was also in charge of the medical services at Saudi an Arabian
Airlines, along with Ethiopian Airlines
Work trips were necessary for us to go
from Kansas City to Jedda, Saudi Arabia.
The Saudi's expected us to go to work at once - when we stepped of the plane. It was a 22 hour flight. Dr. Gullett satisfied them...and took care of us at the same time.... by having us manage our time, so that we had a three day rest (and fun) stop-over, either in Rome or Cairo. It was just a short flight on to Jedda, we just hopped off the plane full of pep....and went right to work.
Please look him up, and read about an
unusually nice man, who was a true friend
of God.
Kansas City Star. C C Gullett, MD. His
wife Ada Mae, was just as nice as he was.
I think it is very unusual for any one person
to accomplish the things he did, and remain
in his own estimation a common individual...
He was born in a sod hut in Canada. When
he went to medical school, he lived in an
attic room of a large house, he put cardboard in the bottom of his shoes, and
lived on day old food from the bakery.
I don't know the name of his religion,
but he was one of the most devout men I
have ever known. He taught me a great deal about God.
Sometimes on his way home from
work he would stop past by to see my dad. They would set on lawn chairs in the back yard....and watch the garden grow. My
dad at the time was in poor health, my dad
only went through the 5th grade. My dad
operated a successful business, but he had
little former education. Read about Dr. Gullett, and then imagine the two of them-
true and trusted friends.
One of our technicians was attempting to make a coat. She had trouble with the
button holes. Dr. Gullett took it home with
him....and finished it.
As you will note he was also in charge of the medical services at Saudi an Arabian
Airlines, along with Ethiopian Airlines
Work trips were necessary for us to go
from Kansas City to Jedda, Saudi Arabia.
The Saudi's expected us to go to work at once - when we stepped of the plane. It was a 22 hour flight. Dr. Gullett satisfied them...and took care of us at the same time.... by having us manage our time, so that we had a three day rest (and fun) stop-over, either in Rome or Cairo. It was just a short flight on to Jedda, we just hopped off the plane full of pep....and went right to work.
Please look him up, and read about an
unusually nice man, who was a true friend
of God.
God bless you --- Mary Patty
4 comments:
Hi Mary! Haven't heard from you in a few days. Hope you are doing alright. So sorry to hear about your boss. Many condolensces. Sounds like he was a great person to know and work for. What a blessing!
Hope you have a wonderful day! You are missed out here in blog world :)
So sorry for your loss. He sounded like a great man who had impact not only in your life but in the lives of many.
I'm so glad you stopped by and left a comment. You are starting to get the hang of this blogging thing. I think you're wonderful.
GRAM!!! Where have you been???!!! I thought once I got your TV back up and running and gave you another lesson on how to post a comment, you would be all over cyberspace....but, you nearly never pop your head up around here any more!
We MISS you!!!!
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