Toronto’s beloved pediatrician Dr. Colin Geft sees big potential in the littlest patients
The one thing that most certainly has not changed is the South African accent, smooth as melted chocolate and laced with penetrating intellect.
Rooms one, two, and three are all blasts from the past, but now I’m led into forbidden territory — Dr. Geft’s own office, simply designed with understated dignity.
I eye the phone placed on his desk; if it could speak, oh the stories it would tell. How many hundreds of thousands of phone calls it has intermediated, how many anxious questions it has heard and soothing responses it has delivered.
Now might be the first time that the questions are turned around. It’s not us asking about ourselves — we’re here to ask Dr. Geft about Dr. Geft. The four decades of standing as a loyal servant to Toronto’s Jewish community, with broad shoulders stooping just low enough to cry upon, have left us with some lingering questions.
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