I was a classmate of Dr. Matthew's son, Allan, at Rice University, and I always thought Allan was so lucky to have such a cool dad. I remember how much he seemed to genuinely enjoy entertaining us college kids, either in his home or out at that local beer garden whose name I have long forgotten. I was a thousand miles from home and had no money while at Rice, and when he discovered my wisdom teeth were impacted, he extracted them free of charge. He spread the procedure over two visits, so I would be able to chew on one side of my mouth while the other side healed. Since it was pro bono, he easily could have justified doing the whole job all at once, but he treated me with the compassion and respect he would extend to his best clients, and that generosity left an indelible impression on me. To this day, whenever I hear any mention of oral surgery, I am immediately taken back 30 years to that image of Dr. Matthews with his knee in my chest and prying those molars out of my head. Thanks for your kindness, Dr. Matthews. May you rest in peace.