Three men died and arrived at the Pearly Gates. St. Peter asked the first man who he was. "My name is Dr. Jones. I pioneered and developed the techniques for open heart surgery. Because of my work on earth, thousands of people all around the world have lived longer, healthier lives. Surely there is a place for me in heaven."
"Yes," Peter said, "come on in."
The second man approached and said, "St. Peter, my name is Dr. Smith. I pioneered and developed techniques for premature babies. Today there are thousands of children in the world whose lives were saved at birth because of my work. Surely there is a place for me in heaven."
"Yes, come on in," said Peter.
St. Peter asked the third man who he was. "My name is Mr. Johnson. I originated and developed the idea for HMOs. Because of my ideas on managed care and the efficiencies I developed, billions of dollars have been saved in the health care industry. Surely there is a place for me in heaven."
"Yes," said Peter, "come on in. But you can only stay three days."
|TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
|And sorry I could not travel both
|And be one traveler, long I stood|