PITTSFIELD >> I can remember sitting in the doctor’s office in Boston with my father about 19 years ago. The doctor, an affable guy named Sugerbaker, walked briskly into the office and slapped several X-rays of dad’s lungs onto the lightscreen.
PITTSFIELD >> I can remember sitting in the doctor’s office in Boston with my father about 19 years ago. The doctor, an affable guy named Sugerbaker, walked briskly into the office and slapped several X-rays of dad’s lungs onto the lightscreen.