I keep it because this small thing is a link to one of the greatest blessings of my life. My father was a teacher of doctors. He stood at a blackboard most days.
He also taught dissection, that awe-full and essential part of a doctor's training. He knew every bump and fissure and thread and tube of the human body and understood how it worked with as sure a knowledge as you know your own hand. He was approachable and funny. He was a memorable teacher.
I keep the watch because of the inside:
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