"It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, It's what you leave behind you when you go… "

Michael Josephson once said, "What will matter is not your success but your significance..."

I have to agree.

And while Maynard William Bland had great success,

this is a time to remember the significance of the man known as:

Maynard,

MW,

Dr. Bland,

Doc,

Daddy,

Dad,

And  

Papa;

The son,

the brother,

the doctor,

the friend,

the co-worker,

the father,

grandfather,

and great-grandfather.

How do you begin to pay tribute to such a man. A man who was loving, complicated, passionate, stubborn, and brilliant.

He was a gifted doctor, a prankster and a story teller extraordinaire.

Dad loved people and in doing so he made memories with all of us

or as Garrison Keillor says stories.

Right now, I’m sure we are all recalling those stories.

Our own moments with this man who was probably the most colorful character any story could ever include.

I asked my aunt and uncle to tell me about dad when he was younger because I knew he was quite the pistol.

I love my Uncle Edward’s response, “he was not just a pistol, he was a rifle.

That sounds about right,

although if we are to do gun analogies perhaps the ole time Gaitlin gun –

might be the best comparison – rapid fire!

Over this last week, we listened to a lot of hymns, thank you BJ. But every now and again I would mix it up with a few Broadway tunes (Did you know Doc loved show tunes? Camelot, My Fair Lady, Fiddler on the Roof), Louie Armstrong, Contemporary Christian and Country.

One of my favorite songs by Randy Travis is Three Wooden Crosses.

"There are three wooden crosses on the right side of the highway
Why there's not four of them, Heaven only knows
I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind you when you go…"

It goes on to say…

"That farmer left a harvest, a home and eighty acres
The faith an' love for growin' things in his young son's heart
An' that teacher left her wisdom in the minds of lots of children
Did her best to give 'em all a better start"

Well dad, left a lot behind him.

Allison, he loved animals. BJ tells me he once snuck a flying squirrel into the house and was raising it until it got out of his room. Wow, wouldn’t you have liked to be a ‘squirrel on the wall’ to take in the chaos that followed.

  

Not unlike the time you snuck a dead horseshoe crab into the trunk on the way home from Hilton Head. From what I heard the car started smelling and for a week no one could find the source of the odor…. until Dad finally opened the trunk. I bet that was quite a moment.

Bo, dad loved the outdoors and adventure. BJ tells me that after he graduated Furman he traveled with some class mates to Alaska to hunt for gold. The goal was to find enough gold to pay for his first year of medical school. Well, apparently they all ended up needing help to get home, no gold, but what an adventure.

Jordan, dad loved history and medicine. This fascination with medicine and history is a wonderful inheritance. As I look at the grandchildren and great-grandchildren, I see these same themes, same loves and strengths continuing on.

"I guess it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind you when you go…"

I’m told he once held his sisters Miriam and BJ hostage behind a tree

with a BB gun and ordered them not to come out.

 Miriam defied BJ’s sisterly warning not to move, he was after all her brother.

She stuck her leg out, only to be shot…

probably with the same gun he used to nail a teacher in the behind,

as she innocently bent over to work in her yard.

Fortunately for all of us, he was as smart and as devoted as he was precocious.

He later became a General Practitioner in Ft. Inn serving for almost 60 years,

one of the youngest physicians ever licensed in the state of SC.

Dad had an awesome sense of humor.

Nothing delighted him more than a well-planned prank or a well-timed joke.

Yet, he was passionate and intense about justice, excellence, history, and politics.

He was a loyal soul.

  

Our whole life we watched as he cared tirelessly for this community.

To say we admired him is an understatement.

Monday through Saturday he worked in the office...Sunday if needed.

Wednesday afternoons he went golfing or hunting...

if he got off work in time.

Each day after seeing the last patients in the office,

he would go check on his patients in the hospital.

After seeing these patients and charting,

he would go home, have supper and then go make house calls....

Yes, HOUSE CALLS!

Then he would get up the next day and do it all again...for years on end.

In his spare time he raised two families.

Suffice it to say, we have shared our dad with our hometown...

Sometimes this was not always easy;

but we sensed then what we know now,

it was the right thing to do.

It would seem as if this work schedule was grueling enough.

However, apparently Dad found enough spare time the first twenty years in private practice to deliver babies in his office and at the hospital!

We still chuckle when we recall how my sister Allison proudly informed a nurse at the hospital,

"My daddy made that baby."

Hmmm.... did he now?

He is proud to say he never lost a mom.

Only one infant was lost due to a congenital heart malformation.

As a former labor and delivery nurse, this record in and of itself, is amazing.

 There in his office, in this hometown clinic, we watched

and learned more than we ever realized.

Oh, how true, "more is caught than taught."

This humble clinic in this small town is where we learned the most important lessons in life.

  

"I guess "it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you
It's what you leave behind you when you go…"

We love you, Daddy. We are comforted knowing that you are in heaven. And one day we will see you again.

For those of us left without him I draw great comfort from the words of

Peter Marshall. And I would like to share them with you.

 “Those we love are with the Lord

And the Lord has promised to be with us.

If they are with Him,

And He is with us,

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They cannot be far away”.