Though I have sung the praises (and rightly so) of a host of medical professionals who have made my singing, musical life possible, I haven’t made much mention of two very important figures in the process: my parents, John and Karolyn Burdick.
Recently my mom and dad have shared a sheaf of records they kept of the process, so I can see some of the invoices (Anesthesia for surgery in 1975, $126.00!), correspondence from the Crippled Children’s Fund, a report from the Maxillofacial Review Board in 1980, etc. It all reminds me that from my birth until I left home (and certainly beyond that), they have been caring for me and supporting me through surgeries, speech therapy, orthodontia (6 years), and countless appointments, in a decades-long process of healing. It could not have happened without their persistence.
Thanks also to the support from my older brother Don and my younger brother Dan, who loaned me Brown Dog while I was in the hospital.
My mom tells a story about my second surgery, when I was almost 5 years old. On the way into surgery, as they wheeled me on the gurney through the double-doors and out of my mother’s view, I said in a very small voice, “But I didn’t want to have an operation…”
Lorraine (my wife and life partner) has said I am NOT to say any such thing this time, even in jest… Sorry, Mom.
Much love, Mom & Dad. And much thanks.
Dr. Adam Burdick has been a professional musician for over two decades. Teaching, conducting, and performing in various music genres, he is also a perpetual student with interest in a wide range of topics. He loves to ponder and share his discoveries with anyone interested!