I had a really cool experience as a young child: my father took me to see an open heart surgery.
One of the doctors there was so charming, handsome, and kind. His name was Mace Braxton, and he let me watch up close as he removed a vein from the patient's leg in order to put it in his heart.
It's one of those days in my life that I will never forget, and Dr. Braxton was a part of it. He died last week of liver failure.
My heart goes out to his wife, Shirley, as well as the rest of his family and friends that are mourning for him.