Barry S. Goldstein M.D.

Just a thought or two. I miss you Barry. The world moves on and so does time. But you made a impact in so many lives. I only wish you knew how great and special you are and were while you were still with us on the earth. Sometimes when I look in the mirror I see you in my own expressions on my face. Your smile handed down to you from our father . I wish you could talk to all of us here . You were so very smart what would you tell us about that crazy story of you and that fateful day. I wish...

My name is Joni. I'am Barry's little sister. I live here in St.Louis as well..I have soooooo enjoyed reading all of your emails.
It sooo very much warms my heart and soul that my big brother touched so very many people. I read the responses esp. from work related people who knew him well.. and I smiled..:)and loved the fact that he was so awesomely respected at his craft and his human wit
me and my big brother didn't always stay close in this lifetime.always..but I loved...

Cathy, Alissa, and Brent,
Words can not begin to describe the sadness my heart has felt since hearing the news. Barry was a great friend, incredibly caring, proud father and husband, and an AMAZING doctor. His sense of humor, personality, grin, and "Barryisms", made everyday fun in our surgery center. It continues to amaze me everyday, the number of patients that come to the center passing along their condolences and personal memories of how great a doctor Barry was and how well he took...

My dearest Cathy, Alissa and Brent,

Almost three years ago I re-entered nursing. God placed a great man in my path. Barry loved to educate, he was patient and he loved his patients. Over time I discovered we had much in common. We loved to exercise, and drink great wine. We both had a child entering college (that's you Brent). We gripped about the expense and how glad we were to see them go. But we both knew that those children meant the world to us and separation would be...

Dearest Cathy, Alissa, and Brent,
It has now been four weeks since Barry's passing. I have searched my heart for the meaning of all of this and I hope in my heart that God will one day show it to me. We have spent many hours together since then and I have gotten to know each one of you in a special way. I want you to know that each one of you is very precious to me. You have taught me things about yourself and you have taught me things about myself.
Barry was very special to me. ...

Dear Cathy,
It has been a few weeks since Barry has left us and I still reach for my phone to call him. I remain a disbeliever. His early and unexpected departure from us leaves a huge void. Still, we have to embrace reality and carry on with as much strength and courage that we can muster. That is the only way.

Barry and I have been friends since the 70's when we were medical students together. However, it wasn't until we had a business relationship, with him being the anesthesiologist at our surgery center, that our friendship really grew. It is not often that a friendship can be maintained much less blossom during a business relationship but ours did.

Barry became my health counselor and at times my personal physician and I was the same for him. Over the years I recognized that one of...

Cathy, Alissa, and Brent,
I feel very fortunate to have known Barry. One of the stories that he told was of one of his many Napa Sonoma trips. Barry decided to buy a case of wine, not just any wine, but Opus One. Now for the dilemma-how to get a case of "good wine" back to the hotel while bike riding. Well, Barry figured it out. Ride the bike and carry the wine on the handle bars. I'm sure if you closed your eyes you can picture Barry riding through wine country on his bike in his...

We were in the Greek restaurant after Derek’s graduation and conversing and advising and congratulating the graduate and the newly engaged and everyone else who deserved it and we settled in and started sampling the food when he came in from a late appointment and suddenly it seemed that the party had been turned up a notch or two. The grandmas squinted their eyes to see who had entered but I was watching my daughter’s eyes for the reflection there has always been very pure and through that...