Tuesday, July 11, 2023
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Dr. Maloney, as I always referred to him, was a figure I looked up to and will continue to do so. Coming over to the Maloney’s house was something I always looked forward to, because of the wonderful times I had with his and Mrs. Maloney’s children, but also because of his enthusiastic desire to show me something new. Sometimes it was a musical instrument he learned to play, or new food or beverage or an interesting article from a journal or other publication. He was in part one reason I pursued my own career path. I still to this day compare other physicians to him. This is not just in what I think a doctor should be like as far as diagnostic acumen or bedside manner, but also in the other dimensions of a person, in his case, his many talents. He was so multifaceted and funny, intellectual, and kind. Some of my memories, of which I have dozens, include him breaking into French when looking for something in the kitchen, like the Brie or the walnuts for instance. Or when I was so ill in my residency, and he rapidly concluded that I had Graves disease. He was the physician, for decades, for my Mom, who admired him so much, we would have fun together looking for interesting books for Mom to give him on his birthday, mostly on music. I recall when he got the license plate as a tribute to the American jazz guitarist Charlie Byrd, my brother, Mom and I thought it was so creative. I am so fortunate to have known Dr. Maloney and to know the whole Maloney family. His joie de vivre is one of the many things I will cherish about this wonderful man.
1500 Old York Road, Abington, PA
