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NREF Success Story:
Timir Banerjee, MD, FAANS(L)

Timir Banerjee, MD

Timir Banerjee, MD, FAANS(L)
Clinical Professor of Neurosurgery, University of Louisville

Love of Retirement

I live in a place that is neither El Dorado nor a Brigadoon
But it is a little place with lots of fun
Much like Frank Herbert’s Dune.

Some mornings in the Fall, in our Seville
I dream of being in Andalusia watching flamenco dancing
I yell out Ole for being free
And just to say something.

When the fog hangs low it reminds me of a scene from the movie, Hound of Baskerville.
I drive the mule only looking to the sides ‘cause the dusty windshield has made visibility in front impossible.

We have two horses one is a Morgan and the other a Halflinger
They are not Bucephalus or the Traveler
But they are adorable
Jenny has an attitude
She is a blonde
She shows off her fortitude
She jerks her head every so often
To show off the shine of her mane
She gallops across the pasture with bluegrass flying under her hooves
It is a joyful sight to see her move.

Ruben on the other hand is not too excited or moved
Jenny doesn’t know that he is fixed.

Then we have Moses and Mia with large paws
Great Pyrenees that can kill coyotes
But protect our sheep through thick and thin
And they sit outside even in the rain.

Hope and Bella guard from being in the woods
Greta is super smart and gets the sheep together if they act disobedient
I can’t imagine the joy they have in running, swimming and shaking their fur
Just to be dirty again.

The peacocks know how to enjoy life and know that they are free and here it is all a game
Whenever excited they scream
Help Me, Help Me in shrill flame.

The rabbits know they are protected in the fly pen with pheasants
They wiggle their noses and chew on grass totally content.
They still scurry through the grass and act hard to get to be petted.

The donkeys are hard to manage
Their feet have been a challenge
They walk like they got a pair of Jordans on, with pointed toes
We have to let ‘em loose before we are ready for them to get shoes.

These animals have transformed me to be a better human being
I am aging as part of them in seeing and feeling
It is the joy of “becoming!”

 

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