If he touched any part of my mouth with a sharp metal implement I would come up out of the chair fast and hurt him. He laughed, and never used a sharp metal tool on me. He retired, and I miss him. He used to go diving and brought me back beautiful huge scallop shells. He and his assistants and hygenists had a little war over the radio - he wanted to listen to oldies and they wanted current music. Used to make me laugh how they bickered. He sang to the music while he worked. He was such a lovely man and so kind. I have yet to find a new dentist. *sigh*