Dear Family—Robert Barnett and myself, Juanita, met your father in the mid 70"s. Robert was an air traffic comtroller (40 yrs old) at D.F.W. and had a heart attack. We lived in Bonham, at the time, but I took him to Plano General hospital, thankgoodness. We got your Dad, don't know why, he was probably new man on the block, but it started a Dr. patient relationship of over 30 years, until Robert died in 2000. I will never forget the first time I had a talk with Dr. Enke. He had taken a lot of test on Robert, and came to talk to the family. WELL when he finished I had not a clue what he had said. I waited by the back door, thinking he would leave by that door. Well he did, and I told him I had not understood a word he said, what was going on with my husband. He got within 3 inches of my face and told me I had a heart patient, go home learn the words and deal with it. NOW I was 37 and a southern girl and had never been spoken to like that, this man must be from N.Y.!!!!!! We had 30 yrs of life and love we shared because of your DAD, be proud of what he did for people. We have 2 other friends that went to him, because of the success he had with Robert. All I can say at this time, is I am sorry. We shared his life, we thank you for this Juanita P.S. The last time I saw your Dad, was 2000 when I went to the office to thank him for his work. At one time I made him a quilted heart wall hanging. Had thought he would put it in his office, as we were checking out Dr. Enke went out the door with it under his arm.
