PERSONAL BAGGAGE
A Tale of Marriage, Medicine and Murder

Philpot

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Chapter 10: Chapter Ten
"...“I’m Colonel Philpot and I’m paralyzed, see? I won’t bring him unless you guarantee me a room with a recliner. My phone rang a while ago, and I almost grabbed it out of the wall tryin’ to answer it and now I’m paralyzed. If I don’t get a recliner, ..."
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"... as Ellen, the day-shift unit secretary, returned to her desk. “Thanks, I was helping them turn Darlina.” Penny gave Ellen a wry smile. “That was Colonel Philpot.” “I know him,” Ellen said. “We’ve had his friend a couple of times—Watt Weeks, a real nice man—but ..."
"...“I know him,” Ellen said. “We’ve had his friend a couple of times—Watt Weeks, a real nice man—but Philpot’s crazy! I heard he came to ER last night in a pair of undershorts, drunk, and complaining of pain in his neck and shoulders. He told the doc he was an architect, and he had strained his neck drawing! When the ER doctor refused to admit ..."

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Chapter 13: Chapter Thirteen
"... We don’t have a rat’s chance of getting help. I’ll take the new admission and the people I had last night, okay?” Barb unplugged the pot and distributed the remaining coffee into their cups. “I had Watt Weeks—have you heard about his friend, Prader Philpot?” ..."
"...check the doctors’ orders and check again when pharmacy sends the drug to make sure it’s right.... But I was going to tell you about Watt—he owns an antique store and his grandson, Bud, is a total corker! Watt’s a sweetheart, but he cares more about Prader Philpot than he does about himself. He’s absolutely determined to get better so he can go back to work and support his nutty old buddy, who saved his life when they were in the Army.” ..."
"...As Penny stepped around the end of the counter and into the hall, a tall man wearing camouflage fatigues, a slouch hat, and combat boots, shuffled toward her. He carried a duffle bag and glared out from under bushy eyebrows. “I’m Colonel Philpot.” His skin was the color of coffee with too much milk, and his speech was slurred. “You know I came back from Nam a captain? Well, I just got word they made me a colonel. I want y’all to know all the black stuff falling ..."
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"... meds, caught his chart up, and written out your Report.” “It’s too bad you have to go just when we catch up,” Penny said, then answered the phone again. When she placed the receiver to her ear, Philpot was in mid-sentence. “...because I had a wreck on the way home from the hospital ..."
"...Had she uncovered a medical conspiracy like those she had read about in crime novels? No, she was probably just blaming other people because she felt guilty herself; and she was sleep-deprived.... It could be that Mr. Philpot was just sleep-deprived like Penny—only a little bit worse because of all his long-haul truck trips. ..."

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Chapter 21: Chapter Twenty-One
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"... man’s back.” “Thanks Maria, I’ll go on to Watt.” In Mr. Weeks’s room, Prader Philpot, dressed in fatigues and muttering to himself, sat by the window, his friend’s supper plate in one hand and a meat fork in the other. Watt Weeks did not speak, but made eye contact and nodded or ..."
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"... in a teaspoonful of Coke. Mr. Weeks swallowed the liquid, then accepted a sip of iced Coke from a straw. “Colonel Philpot, will you hold this cup for your friend so he can drink?” “Sure I will,” Prader said. “He’s my best buddy.” Penny handed him the cup and moved on to John ..."
"...Barb joined them for a description of the celebrity, but Colonel Prader Philpot stuck his head around the door frame, “I’m goin’ home now. I’ll need a four-thirty wake-up call ‘cause I’m takin’ an eighteen-wheeler to California in the mornin’. I’ll be bringin’ back Jalapeno peppers for Dr. Hutton, but don’t tell him.” Prader entered the room and laid ..."
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"... shoulder. “You gonna give me a wake-up call, girlie?” “I sure will, Prader,” Barb said. Penny walked with the colonel to his friend’s room, where Philpot picked up his camouflage bag. “Did Watt drink any of the Coke?” she asked. “He wouldn’t take any, but I tried, like you ..."
"...Colonel Philpot approached from the elevator leaning on a crutch. “I been shot in the leg but don’t worry, super glue and cotton balls’ll fix anything. I couldn’t make it back North with the lettuce for Kroger and I lost thousands on that load, but don’t worry, I stopped ..."
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"... comin’ cause I never lose—now I’ve got 185 million!” Barb was still working at a computer when Penny passed behind her carrying the cup of coffee for Dr. Storm. “Barb! Did you actually give Mr. Philpot a wake-up call?” Barb nodded, “Yeah, I feel sorry for him.” On Friday ..."

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"...Carina was built like a fireplug with a small head and brown hair. She filled a chair in the nurses’ lounge, smiling and nodding as Barb showed off the gifts Prader Philpot had brought her: a bright orange hair dryer still bearing its two-dollar price tag from a yard sale, and a pair of clip-on rhinestone earrings that any stripper would covet. When Carina laughed she opened her mouth wide to emit a staccato wheeze, followed by a croaking gasp. ..."
"...Penny joined him at the table. “Prader Philpot was Watt Weeks’s old Army buddy, and he was still hysterical when I got to work. He didn’t leave until after eleven last night, and then he came back when we were starting four o’clock vital signs this morning. He staggered up to the desk dressed in ..."

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"...“This here’s Doctor Philpot. I wanted to tell to Barb, but I can tell you. They made me be a pathologist and I do cancer research with Dr. Hutton. I graduated from Harvard a pediatrician, see, but now they made me a pathologist. I bought Elvis Presley’s Graceland ..."

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Chapter 26: Chapter Twenty-Six
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"... and I’ll take the other new one and keep my little Josephine Banks.” Penny had just poured a cup of coffee and joined Carina at the table in the staff room when she recognized Prader Philpot standing out at the desk. Prader shuffled into the room and scowled at her. “Can I buy a cup of ..."
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"... shuffled into the room and scowled at her. “Can I buy a cup of coffee off you?” Penny got to her feet. “I’ll give you a free one, Mr. Philpot. Do you take sugar and cream?” He dropped into Penny’s seat at the table, set his camouflage bag on the floor, and accepted ..."
"...Mr. Philpot laid it on as Tony walked him to the elevator. “Bud’s with the Yankees now. They called him up and told him to skip all that Little League stuff—he’s so good they signed him up early, and I get a call from the Cadillac place tellin’ me ..."

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"... I killed him! Don’t try to get up yet; I’ve radioed for help. Someone will come to help us in a minute.” Across the parking lot, Prader Philpot stepped out of his car. ..."

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66.
"... for some beauty to share. “Didn’t you see it? That black Lamborghini—big time beautiful! Prader Philpot has one, you know. The security guard named Tony told me that Prader was the first person to come help you and that he’s actually a millionaire.” “Prader Philpot a ..."
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"... guard named Tony told me that Prader was the first person to come help you and that he’s actually a millionaire.” “Prader Philpot a millionaire? I can’t believe that!” “Well, it must be true: that ..."

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