Frederick Robert Duhart. He went by Fred and I go by Bob, but the first 17 letters of our names are the same, and we hit it off right from the beginning. He was our doctor for 12 years — an old-fashioned kind of doctor, with his own place and reasonable rates ($20 a visit), intuitive, slow to medicate, available in emergencies and on family occasions. The doctor as artist and friend, not scientist and businessman. We won’t see his like again. God bless him.
Last of a Breed
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I will miss Fred Duhart, I feel a great void in my heart and the world. I am praying for him and his family. I loved him so much. He delivered 4 of my 5 children and 3 of my 5 grandchildren at home, I attended over 10 home births with him and he always treated me and his patients with so much care and respect. We always had a birthday cake for the birth. I don’t know it always worked out that way and he would stay and share some with us and tell us a few stories of births. I wish I would have called him last week when I was thinking of him. I haven’t seen him in 14 years. God rest his soul, I am sure he is in Heaven.