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OBITUARY
Louis A. Gilula MD
October 21, 1942 - July 2, 2014
Obituary
Beloved husband of Deborah "Debbie" Gilula; dear father and father-in-law of Tanya (Oren) Tanay and Ian Gilula; dear brother and brother-in-law of the late Marshall Gilula, Joan (Mike) Priwer, the late Bernie (Bessie Huang) Gilula, Stan Gilula, Steve (Diana) Gilula and Mark (Laurie) Gilula; dear brother-in-law of Sandra Cogan; dear uncle of Jonathan Gilula, Daniel Gilula, Hart Gilula, Hannah Gilula, Zach Gilula, Molly Gilula, Eric Cogan and Alex Cogan; dear son of the late Dr. Adolph and the late Dora Gilula; our dear cousin and friend.
Funeral service Sunday, 10:30 AM at Congregation Shaare Emeth, 11645 Ladue Rd, St. Louis, MO 63141. There is no visitation prior to the funeral service. Interment follows at B'nai Amoona Cemetery, 930 North & South Rd, St. Louis, MO 63130. Memorial contributions preferred to the Rik Knopf Fund for Pancreatic Cancer Research, Washington University, Campus Box 1204, 7425 Forsyth Blvd., Ste. 2200, St. Louis, MO 63105 or the St. Louis Holocaust Museum and Learning Center, 12 Millstone Campus Dr, St. Louis, MO 63146.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch
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October 31, 2013
With Dr. Gilula, family, friends and colleagues in attendance, the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology at Washington University Medical School, hosted a retirement party for Lou. The Department bestowed on Dr. Gilula a special honor by dedicating the department conference room in his name, hereafter known as the LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM as a tribute to his valuable contribution to students, residents, fellows and patients for over 40 years.
Spokesperson: Dr. David Rubin
DEDICATION FOR THE LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM
"It is wonderful to have so many past and present colleagues here as well as personal friends for this celebration. As most of you know, Dr. Gilula has been a vital element of the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology for the past 40 years. During that time, his accomplishments have been legion. But today we are putting aside the numerous articles and books that he has written, the many awards that he has garnered, and the national and international lectures that he has presented. All those feats are impressive and important--permanently recorded notches in his massive CV. We are also not going to talk about the compassionate the personal care he delivers to each and every patient, which is rapdily becoming a lost art.
For me, his real legacy emanates from what he does here daily, week after week, month after month, and year after year. And this is the education and training of future radiologists.
In his first forty years, I estimate that he has taught more than 500 residents and 80 fellows. When you consider that many of them have gone on to have academic careers of their own, where in turn they re-teach his lessons to the next generations, you can see that Lou has probably directly and indirectly influenced thousands of practicing radiologists.
Daily teaching is an often under recognized, and sometimes painstaking endeavor that requires one-on-one interactions as well as a lot of repetition. What astounds me (and I observed this yet again just yesterday in our reading room) is that Lou continues do this effortlessly, with infinite patience, unending enthusiasm and just enough humor and humility. Even when he has reviewed the exact same concept for the hundredth time with another new first year resident, his explanations remain thorough and his corrections, gentle. Now, I would be lying if I did not say that a few of the trainees have probably considered his insistence on detail and correctness to be a bit of a pain-in-the-ass at time. However, equally true, eventually all the residents and fellows come to appreciate the valuable lessons that Lou has taught them.
It is in that spirit today that we dedicate the Louis A. Gilula conference room, to celebrate this masterful teacher and irreplaceable role model." END
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DR. GILULA'S SPECIALTIES:
Dr. Gilula specialized in musculoskeletal imaging and treated back and spinal problems, spine and nerve problems, vertebral compression fractures and bone pain using vertebroplasty, polymethylmethacrylate (PMMA) injections, arthrography, kyphoplasty, radio frequency treatment of bone metastases, cementoplasty and osteoma treatment. Dr. Gilula was consistently recognized in "The Best Doctors in America" list.
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Funeral Eulogy - Debbie Gilula
July 6, 2014
First, I would like to thank everyone for your many kindnesses to Lou andme over the past months-your calls, your visits, shopping for me, preparing meals, driving Lou to work, and showering us with your love. Thank you so much.
Many of you have asked how Lou and I met. It was in 1969 at a party in Washington, D.C., where I lived at the time. A friend introduced me to this then young doctor who had been drafted into the Army after having only completed six weeks of Radiology residency in St Louis. I liked him right away. When he asked me what kind of work I did, the "mischievous" me answered him. "I'm a physician, too. To be exact, a hematologist." I actually was a medical technologist who specialized in hematology. So then he asked me what drug I was using to treat my patients with acute myelogenous leukemia. Even though I knew the answer, I drew a total blank. I was already taken with him.
As we started dating and over the following weeks, I wondered what exactly attracted me to this man. Was it the fact that he was one of seven children and his last name sounded Italian? After all, Italy was one of my favorite destinations. Or was it the interesting brunch he cooked for me on our second date, which consisted of steamed artichokes, eggs with onions and mushrooms and every can of smoked seafood he could find from the PX! Wow, he was a gourmand and he could cook. Little did I know that everything he prepared in that one meal was everything he knew how to cook!
What actually attracted me was his kindness, intelligence, dry sense of humor and how important his family was to him and how proud he was of it. And so began a 44-year love affair.
We had a very strong and loving relationship. What made our relationship so special was our mutual respect for one another, our support of each other's goals and our open and honest communication. My leaving lights on in a vacated room or leaving the refrigerator door open too long were our two greatest challenges!
It has been said that a man is known more by his good deeds, than by his name. And Lou quietly, without fanfare, performed many good deeds. If a friend, family member or a stranger asked him for medical advice, he offered it. If they needed to quickly get an appointment with a doctor, he saw that it happened. If someone looked lonely at a festive function, Lou made sure that he or she was not alone for long! And if they needed personal advice, he was there with that as well.
As many of you know, Lou was an internationally recognized
musculoskeletal radiologist. He authored two textbooks and more than 200 journal articles. He was a Fellow in the American College of Radiology and Chief of Radiology, working at Barnes Jewish hospital for 40 years.
When Lou retired in late October last year, the Musculoskeletal Division at Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology named a conference room after him. In February, the American Society of Spine Surgery honored Lou by
renaming the Mentor Award Program after him. And in 2008 he was recognized as Distinguished Teacher of the Year and in 201O as Teacher of the Year.
Behind those titles and honors was a compassionate doctor who was genuinely concerned about his patients-checking on them the nightly following a procedure he had performed, eager to reduce their pain and ease their fears.
Lou loved his work and he loved teaching the residents. And his residents loved him, too, visiting him at our home before and during his illness, many times after working long hours at the hospital. Perhaps it was his wisdom, values and generosity that generated the strong, warm relationships he had with his residents. Perhaps it was his humor. Whatever it was that drew them to Lou, he inspired respect and appreciation and honors for the fire of knowledge that he lit under them.
But teaching was not only a love of Lou's. He felt it was also his responsibility. He would often say, "If I can have one positive effect on someone's life, to carry on work that I have started and to develop that work to higher levels, that is an accomplishment that I will forever
cherish."
And while work was very important to Lou, it was not as important as his two children-Tanya and Ian. He adored his daughter and his son and supported them in their life decisions. They were the apples of his eye and he was so proud of them. And in return, they loved and respected him.
Lou had many interests. He loved gardening and he loved to read. If he wasn't reading medical journals, he was reading a biography or a John Grisham novel. His love of travel took us to more than 20 countries around the world and introduced us to so many new friends.In fact, There is barely a country that we visited where we didn't have a friend.
Those of you who knew Lou well knew that he was a very determined man. He never abandoned a project or quit a challenge. Over the last year, fighting for his life, his natural tendency to confront difficult challenges with unflinching resolve deepened. Exhausting traditional medicine, he turned to alternative therapy. The regimens that he was put on were incredibly demanding, but he never gave up. Even days before his death, he continued a special diet and physical therapy and still tried to remain upbeat.
Lou was a warrior-a man who fought for what was right and good in the world. Who strived for excellence and honor in everything he did. A man who truly made a difference in the lives of so many people.
Lou, you are my hero and always will be. You were my anchor, my best friend and the love of my life. I will miss you terribly. END
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Funeral Eulogy - Tanya Gilula Tanay
July 6, 2014
Tribute to Dad
Dad, it is way too soon for you to be gone. As I think of our time together I realize how many values and traits you have passed on to me and I want to share that with those who have come today to remember you.
I have been so incredibly fortunate to have been born into this family, with such wonderful parents and surrounded by unconditional love. We were given the basics - shelter, food and clothing, but also so much more such as good values and education. Dad, you did everything possible to give us a wonderful life and upbringing.
Throughout the years, Dad taught by example to never give up and to persevere. The hardest fight definitely being this last one against cancer. He was so strong and determined; never wavering. We had been working together to help each other continue to be positive for both our health issues.
I learned through Dad what it meant to be kind to one another, to care and help others. Dad was always there for us, for family members, friends, and friends-of -friends, co-workers, residents and even strangers - often inviting these people and newcomers to town out to dinner or over to the house for a home cooked meal. I've seen the incredible friendships that have grown over the years and what true friends are. They are rare and to be cherished. I thank those who have been so supportive and helpful to my parents during this difficult time, giving so much of themselves.
I've learned to work hard from Dad. He was the hardest worker I have ever known; early to rise, with very long days, and late to bed. I would see him bring files home from work and call his patients after hours to make sure they were ok or to check if they needed anything. He would even try to help people who weren't even his patients; I don't know too many other physicians who would do that especially on their own time. And he'd work on the weekends; when I was very young I'd go to the hospital with him and try to organize his office while he'd be working. He'd work holidays so others could enjoy their holidays with their own families. I'd always try to tell him to work less and enjoy more time off, but his work is what he loved. It took me awhile to understand that. He loved his work so much that even a threat of divorce from mom if he were to write one more book, didn't deter him. He did it anyway, secretly, until he got busted by her. He did complete that book by the way. I always said I never wanted to work as much as he did, but I find myself doing the same thing of very long work days, working weekends, and caring even when I don't want to care. I guess I am my father's daughter.
As full as his days were, he always found time to dine with us and we'd catch up on each other's day.
I have memories of "to do" lists that he left on the kitchen table for Ian and myself. I wasn't so fond of those lists back then, but now find how helpful they are. I've become a list maker just like Dad.
The love of travel became a part of my life when I was just a baby. In celebration of Dad's finishing his medical residency we went on a three month-long trip to Canada and Europe. Since then we were fortunate to travel domestically and internationally, experiencing different places and cultures. Most often, trips for Dad's meetings were made into family vacations.
Other loves and hobbies that Dad enjoyed and memories that remind me of him are:
>> His Orchid plants that he nurtured for over 40 years
>> Working in his garden surrounded by p'ants and trees
>> Making me weed the patio when I was young which I wasn't so fond of then, but I now enjoy and find to be meditative
>> Just recently Dad did a terrific job of directing Ian and me of what exactly to prune off his trees and plants.
>> Exercise; well, not sure if this was an actual love, but he was definitely diligent at it
>> Food, especially Chocolate!
>> And then Dad's guilty looking smile after searching and finding the chocolate we had hidden from him
>> All the different diets he's tried (that is why the chocolate and sweets were hidden)
>> Working in the shop together building my old dollhouse and all the furniture within
>> His canes - an interest which began when he was just a teenager as a result of a car accident
>> His dry and quirky sense of humor
>> Giving others a hard time, but in a loving way
>> His family, his children. Our last project together had been going through mountains of saved papers and photos from his parents1 our family history and tree.
>> My mother. The two of them have been completely in love and very affectionate for as long back as I can remember. When younger I would say "ew, gross" or "get a room". As I matured, I saw how wonderful they were together and how special it was to see their love for one another, and it was such a strong powerful love, never wavering all those years. Yet another wonderful example for myself and my husband.
There's so much more I can never capture here or put into words.
Dad, I will miss you terribly. Thank you for everything you did and gave to me; for loving and caring and only wanting the very best for us. 1 love you more than words can say.
Your loving daughter forever,
Tanya
END
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Funeral Eulogy - Ian Gilula
July 6, 2014
My dad Louis Gilula was the most important person in my life. He was my father, mentor, motivator and friend. We luckily had always been very close thought my life. My father was a man who cherished his family, friends, work and traveling.
He taught me discipline, and to find something you love for your work, and then you will never really work but only love each day that you're perfecting your craft. His craft of medicine was a perfect fit. His love for family, friends and virtually anyone who came into his universe was under his care. That was one of his wonderful gifts to the community. His selfless desire to heal which was so strong and amazing, and this was reflected on everything from patients, to his plants in his yard or the pets in our family.
In a changing world there are so few people that truly take the time to give of themselves selflessly, and this reflected on his desire to grow and develop new procedures for his patients, teaching his students and helping his community and religious groups he belonged to. It was always so humbling to see him with no ego for all his success. Lou never stopped pushing himself I think because he never really felt like he made it to all the heights and goals that he wanted, never realizing he had surpassed them
so long ago.
I was so lucky to have travel the world with my parents because of his teaching. As a child I went to more museums and saw more famous pieces of art than most people see in their whole lives. With these influences he helped to give me a vision of my future today. I will always thank him for all that he has given and inspired in me to do. I have felt so fortunate in the last few years since his diagnosis to spend some amazingquality time with him, not working but just being. Coming home to St. Louisor having him in my home in Portland we watched movies and worked in the yard, cooked together and just seeing him very relaxed. There comes a time when a person comes along and truly gives to the community as a selfless act looking for nothing in return and that was my dad.
Here is a poem I put together for my dad:
When I think of my father
And all the years we had shared together
I'm thankfully that all his love
Will always be there for me
My closet friend from beginning to end
I thank you for all of our adventures
And for all the fun
I thank you for being my teacher
And for being my inspiration
Thank you for always being there
And never letting me fail
Each and everyday you were there
Helping me to grow up
Your positive view and perseverance
Seemed to always came true
Your love was forever strong
You are my world, my everything
I love you with all my heart
These are a reminder
For all my life
To thank God
For having such a special Dad
Like you
END
OBITUARY
Louis A. Gilula MD
October 21, 1942 - July 2, 2014
Obituary
Beloved husband of Deborah "Debbie" Gilula; dear father and father-in-law of Tanya (Oren) Tanay and Ian Gilula; dear brother and brother-in-law of the late Marshall Gilula, Joan (Mike) Priwer, the late Bernie (Bessie Huang) Gilula, Stan Gilula, Steve (Diana) Gilula and Mark (Laurie) Gilula; dear brother-in-law of Sandra Cogan; dear uncle of Jonathan Gilula, Daniel Gilula, Hart Gilula, Hannah Gilula, Zach Gilula, Molly Gilula, Eric Cogan and Alex Cogan; dear son of the late Dr. Adolph and the late Dora Gilula; our dear cousin and friend.
Funeral service Sunday, 10:30 AM at Congregation Shaare Emeth, 11645 Ladue Rd, St. Louis, MO 63141. There is no visitation prior to the funeral service. Interment follows at B'nai Amoona Cemetery, 930 North & South Rd, St. Louis, MO 63130. Memorial contributions preferred to the Rik Knopf Fund for Pancreatic Cancer Research, Washington University, Campus Box 1204, 7425 Forsyth Blvd., Ste. 2200, St. Louis, MO 63105 or the St. Louis Holocaust Museum and Learning Center, 12 Millstone Campus Dr, St. Louis, MO 63146.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch
____________________
October 31, 2013
With Dr. Gilula, family, friends and colleagues in attendance, the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology at Washington University Medical School, hosted a retirement party for Lou. The Department bestowed on Dr. Gilula a special honor by dedicating the department conference room in his name, hereafter known as the LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM as a tribute to his valuable contribution to students, residents, fellows and patients for over 40 years.
Spokesperson: Dr. David Rubin
DEDICATION FOR THE LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM
"It is wonderful to have so many past and present colleagues here as well as personal friends for this celebration. As most of you know, Dr. Gilula has been a vital element of the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology for the past 40 years. During that time, his accomplishments have been legion. But today we are putting aside the numerous articles and books that he has written, the many awards that he has garnered, and the national and international lectures that he has presented. All those feats are impressive and important--permanently recorded notches in his massive CV. We are also not going to talk about the compassionate the personal care he delivers to each and every patient, which is rapdily becoming a lost art.
For me, his real legacy emanates from what he does here daily, week after week, month after month, and year after year. And this is the education and training of future radiologists.
In his first forty years, I estimate that he has taught more than 500 residents and 80 fellows. When you consider that many of them have gone on to have academic careers of their own, where in turn they re-teach his lessons to the next generations, you can see that Lou has probably directly and indirectly influenced thousands of practicing radiologists.
Daily teaching is an often under recognized, and sometimes painstaking endeavor that requires one-on-one interactions as well as a lot of repetition. What astounds me (and I observed this yet again just yesterday in our reading room) is that Lou continues do this effortlessly, with infinite patience, unending enthusiasm and just enough humor and humility. Even when he has reviewed the exact same concept for the hundredth time with another new first year resident, his explanations remain thorough and his corrections, gentle. Now, I would be lying if I did not say that a few of the trainees have probably considered his insistence on detail and correctness to be a bit of a pain-in-the-ass at time. However, equally true, eventually all the residents and fellows come to appreciate the valuable lessons that Lou has taught them.
It is in that spirit today that we dedicate the Louis A. Gilula conference room, to celebrate this masterful teacher and irreplaceable role model." END
____________________
DR. GILULA'S SPECIALTIES:
Dr. Gilula specialized in musculoskeletal imaging and treated back and spinal problems, spine and nerve problems, vertebral compression fractures and bone pain using vertebroplasty, polymethylmethacrylate (PMMA) injections, arthrography, kyphoplasty, radio frequency treatment of bone metastases, cementoplasty and osteoma treatment. Dr. Gilula was consistently recognized in "The Best Doctors in America" list.
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Funeral Eulogy - Debbie Gilula
July 6, 2014
First, I would like to thank everyone for your many kindnesses to Lou andme over the past months-your calls, your visits, shopping for me, preparing meals, driving Lou to work, and showering us with your love. Thank you so much.
Many of you have asked how Lou and I met. It was in 1969 at a party in Washington, D.C., where I lived at the time. A friend introduced me to this then young doctor who had been drafted into the Army after having only completed six weeks of Radiology residency in St Louis. I liked him right away. When he asked me what kind of work I did, the "mischievous" me answered him. "I'm a physician, too. To be exact, a hematologist." I actually was a medical technologist who specialized in hematology. So then he asked me what drug I was using to treat my patients with acute myelogenous leukemia. Even though I knew the answer, I drew a total blank. I was already taken with him.
As we started dating and over the following weeks, I wondered what exactly attracted me to this man. Was it the fact that he was one of seven children and his last name sounded Italian? After all, Italy was one of my favorite destinations. Or was it the interesting brunch he cooked for me on our second date, which consisted of steamed artichokes, eggs with onions and mushrooms and every can of smoked seafood he could find from the PX! Wow, he was a gourmand and he could cook. Little did I know that everything he prepared in that one meal was everything he knew how to cook!
What actually attracted me was his kindness, intelligence, dry sense of humor and how important his family was to him and how proud he was of it. And so began a 44-year love affair.
We had a very strong and loving relationship. What made our relationship so special was our mutual respect for one another, our support of each other's goals and our open and honest communication. My leaving lights on in a vacated room or leaving the refrigerator door open too long were our two greatest challenges!
It has been said that a man is known more by his good deeds, than by his name. And Lou quietly, without fanfare, performed many good deeds. If a friend, family member or a stranger asked him for medical advice, he offered it. If they needed to quickly get an appointment with a doctor, he saw that it happened. If someone looked lonely at a festive function, Lou made sure that he or she was not alone for long! And if they needed personal advice, he was there with that as well.
As many of you know, Lou was an internationally recognized
musculoskeletal radiologist. He authored two textbooks and more than 200 journal articles. He was a Fellow in the American College of Radiology and Chief of Radiology, working at Barnes Jewish hospital for 40 years.
When Lou retired in late October last year, the Musculoskeletal Division at Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology named a conference room after him. In February, the American Society of Spine Surgery honored Lou by
renaming the Mentor Award Program after him. And in 2008 he was recognized as Distinguished Teacher of the Year and in 201O as Teacher of the Year.
Behind those titles and honors was a compassionate doctor who was genuinely concerned about his patients-checking on them the nightly following a procedure he had performed, eager to reduce their pain and ease their fears.
Lou loved his work and he loved teaching the residents. And his residents loved him, too, visiting him at our home before and during his illness, many times after working long hours at the hospital. Perhaps it was his wisdom, values and generosity that generated the strong, warm relationships he had with his residents. Perhaps it was his humor. Whatever it was that drew them to Lou, he inspired respect and appreciation and honors for the fire of knowledge that he lit under them.
But teaching was not only a love of Lou's. He felt it was also his responsibility. He would often say, "If I can have one positive effect on someone's life, to carry on work that I have started and to develop that work to higher levels, that is an accomplishment that I will forever
cherish."
And while work was very important to Lou, it was not as important as his two children-Tanya and Ian. He adored his daughter and his son and supported them in their life decisions. They were the apples of his eye and he was so proud of them. And in return, they loved and respected him.
Lou had many interests. He loved gardening and he loved to read. If he wasn't reading medical journals, he was reading a biography or a John Grisham novel. His love of travel took us to more than 20 countries around the world and introduced us to so many new friends.In fact, There is barely a country that we visited where we didn't have a friend.
Those of you who knew Lou well knew that he was a very determined man. He never abandoned a project or quit a challenge. Over the last year, fighting for his life, his natural tendency to confront difficult challenges with unflinching resolve deepened. Exhausting traditional medicine, he turned to alternative therapy. The regimens that he was put on were incredibly demanding, but he never gave up. Even days before his death, he continued a special diet and physical therapy and still tried to remain upbeat.
Lou was a warrior-a man who fought for what was right and good in the world. Who strived for excellence and honor in everything he did. A man who truly made a difference in the lives of so many people.
Lou, you are my hero and always will be. You were my anchor, my best friend and the love of my life. I will miss you terribly. END
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Funeral Eulogy - Tanya Gilula Tanay
July 6, 2014
Tribute to Dad
Dad, it is way too soon for you to be gone. As I think of our time together I realize how many values and traits you have passed on to me and I want to share that with those who have come today to remember you.
I have been so incredibly fortunate to have been born into this family, with such wonderful parents and surrounded by unconditional love. We were given the basics - shelter, food and clothing, but also so much more such as good values and education. Dad, you did everything possible to give us a wonderful life and upbringing.
Throughout the years, Dad taught by example to never give up and to persevere. The hardest fight definitely being this last one against cancer. He was so strong and determined; never wavering. We had been working together to help each other continue to be positive for both our health issues.
I learned through Dad what it meant to be kind to one another, to care and help others. Dad was always there for us, for family members, friends, and friends-of -friends, co-workers, residents and even strangers - often inviting these people and newcomers to town out to dinner or over to the house for a home cooked meal. I've seen the incredible friendships that have grown over the years and what true friends are. They are rare and to be cherished. I thank those who have been so supportive and helpful to my parents during this difficult time, giving so much of themselves.
I've learned to work hard from Dad. He was the hardest worker I have ever known; early to rise, with very long days, and late to bed. I would see him bring files home from work and call his patients after hours to make sure they were ok or to check if they needed anything. He would even try to help people who weren't even his patients; I don't know too many other physicians who would do that especially on their own time. And he'd work on the weekends; when I was very young I'd go to the hospital with him and try to organize his office while he'd be working. He'd work holidays so others could enjoy their holidays with their own families. I'd always try to tell him to work less and enjoy more time off, but his work is what he loved. It took me awhile to understand that. He loved his work so much that even a threat of divorce from mom if he were to write one more book, didn't deter him. He did it anyway, secretly, until he got busted by her. He did complete that book by the way. I always said I never wanted to work as much as he did, but I find myself doing the same thing of very long work days, working weekends, and caring even when I don't want to care. I guess I am my father's daughter.
As full as his days were, he always found time to dine with us and we'd catch up on each other's day.
I have memories of "to do" lists that he left on the kitchen table for Ian and myself. I wasn't so fond of those lists back then, but now find how helpful they are. I've become a list maker just like Dad.
The love of travel became a part of my life when I was just a baby. In celebration of Dad's finishing his medical residency we went on a three month-long trip to Canada and Europe. Since then we were fortunate to travel domestically and internationally, experiencing different places and cultures. Most often, trips for Dad's meetings were made into family vacations.
Other loves and hobbies that Dad enjoyed and memories that remind me of him are:
>> His Orchid plants that he nurtured for over 40 years
>> Working in his garden surrounded by p'ants and trees
>> Making me weed the patio when I was young which I wasn't so fond of then, but I now enjoy and find to be meditative
>> Just recently Dad did a terrific job of directing Ian and me of what exactly to prune off his trees and plants.
>> Exercise; well, not sure if this was an actual love, but he was definitely diligent at it
>> Food, especially Chocolate!
>> And then Dad's guilty looking smile after searching and finding the chocolate we had hidden from him
>> All the different diets he's tried (that is why the chocolate and sweets were hidden)
>> Working in the shop together building my old dollhouse and all the furniture within
>> His canes - an interest which began when he was just a teenager as a result of a car accident
>> His dry and quirky sense of humor
>> Giving others a hard time, but in a loving way
>> His family, his children. Our last project together had been going through mountains of saved papers and photos from his parents1 our family history and tree.
>> My mother. The two of them have been completely in love and very affectionate for as long back as I can remember. When younger I would say "ew, gross" or "get a room". As I matured, I saw how wonderful they were together and how special it was to see their love for one another, and it was such a strong powerful love, never wavering all those years. Yet another wonderful example for myself and my husband.
There's so much more I can never capture here or put into words.
Dad, I will miss you terribly. Thank you for everything you did and gave to me; for loving and caring and only wanting the very best for us. 1 love you more than words can say.
Your loving daughter forever,
Tanya
END
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Funeral Eulogy - Ian Gilula
July 6, 2014
My dad Louis Gilula was the most important person in my life. He was my father, mentor, motivator and friend. We luckily had always been very close thought my life. My father was a man who cherished his family, friends, work and traveling.
He taught me discipline, and to find something you love for your work, and then you will never really work but only love each day that you're perfecting your craft. His craft of medicine was a perfect fit. His love for family, friends and virtually anyone who came into his universe was under his care. That was one of his wonderful gifts to the community. His selfless desire to heal which was so strong and amazing, and this was reflected on everything from patients, to his plants in his yard or the pets in our family.
In a changing world there are so few people that truly take the time to give of themselves selflessly, and this reflected on his desire to grow and develop new procedures for his patients, teaching his students and helping his community and religious groups he belonged to. It was always so humbling to see him with no ego for all his success. Lou never stopped pushing himself I think because he never really felt like he made it to all the heights and goals that he wanted, never realizing he had surpassed them
so long ago.
I was so lucky to have travel the world with my parents because of his teaching. As a child I went to more museums and saw more famous pieces of art than most people see in their whole lives. With these influences he helped to give me a vision of my future today. I will always thank him for all that he has given and inspired in me to do. I have felt so fortunate in the last few years since his diagnosis to spend some amazingquality time with him, not working but just being. Coming home to St. Louisor having him in my home in Portland we watched movies and worked in the yard, cooked together and just seeing him very relaxed. There comes a time when a person comes along and truly gives to the community as a selfless act looking for nothing in return and that was my dad.
Here is a poem I put together for my dad:
When I think of my father
And all the years we had shared together
I'm thankfully that all his love
Will always be there for me
My closet friend from beginning to end
I thank you for all of our adventures
And for all the fun
I thank you for being my teacher
And for being my inspiration
Thank you for always being there
And never letting me fail
Each and everyday you were there
Helping me to grow up
Your positive view and perseverance
Seemed to always came true
Your love was forever strong
You are my world, my everything
I love you with all my heart
These are a reminder
For all my life
To thank God
For having such a special Dad
Like you
END
Lou was a Jewish War Veteran
OBITUARY
Louis A. Gilula MD
October 21, 1942 - July 2, 2014
Obituary
Beloved husband of Deborah "Debbie" Gilula; dear father and father-in-law of Tanya (Oren) Tanay and Ian Gilula; dear brother and brother-in-law of the late Marshall Gilula, Joan (Mike) Priwer, the late Bernie (Bessie Huang) Gilula, Stan Gilula, Steve (Diana) Gilula and Mark (Laurie) Gilula; dear brother-in-law of Sandra Cogan; dear uncle of Jonathan Gilula, Daniel Gilula, Hart Gilula, Hannah Gilula, Zach Gilula, Molly Gilula, Eric Cogan and Alex Cogan; dear son of the late Dr. Adolph and the late Dora Gilula; our dear cousin and friend.
Funeral service Sunday, 10:30 AM at Congregation Shaare Emeth, 11645 Ladue Rd, St. Louis, MO 63141. There is no visitation prior to the funeral service. Interment follows at B'nai Amoona Cemetery, 930 North & South Rd, St. Louis, MO 63130. Memorial contributions preferred to the Rik Knopf Fund for Pancreatic Cancer Research, Washington University, Campus Box 1204, 7425 Forsyth Blvd., Ste. 2200, St. Louis, MO 63105 or the St. Louis Holocaust Museum and Learning Center, 12 Millstone Campus Dr, St. Louis, MO 63146.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch
____________________
October 31, 2013
With Dr. Gilula, family, friends and colleagues in attendance, the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology at Washington University Medical School, hosted a retirement party for Lou. The Department bestowed on Dr. Gilula a special honor by dedicating the department conference room in his name, hereafter known as the LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM as a tribute to his valuable contribution to students, residents, fellows and patients for over 40 years.
Spokesperson: Dr. David Rubin
DEDICATION FOR THE LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM
"It is wonderful to have so many past and present colleagues here as well as personal friends for this celebration. As most of you know, Dr. Gilula has been a vital element of the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology for the past 40 years. During that time, his accomplishments have been legion. But today we are putting aside the numerous articles and books that he has written, the many awards that he has garnered, and the national and international lectures that he has presented. All those feats are impressive and important--permanently recorded notches in his massive CV. We are also not going to talk about the compassionate the personal care he delivers to each and every patient, which is rapdily becoming a lost art.
For me, his real legacy emanates from what he does here daily, week after week, month after month, and year after year. And this is the education and training of future radiologists.
In his first forty years, I estimate that he has taught more than 500 residents and 80 fellows. When you consider that many of them have gone on to have academic careers of their own, where in turn they re-teach his lessons to the next generations, you can see that Lou has probably directly and indirectly influenced thousands of practicing radiologists.
Daily teaching is an often under recognized, and sometimes painstaking endeavor that requires one-on-one interactions as well as a lot of repetition. What astounds me (and I observed this yet again just yesterday in our reading room) is that Lou continues do this effortlessly, with infinite patience, unending enthusiasm and just enough humor and humility. Even when he has reviewed the exact same concept for the hundredth time with another new first year resident, his explanations remain thorough and his corrections, gentle. Now, I would be lying if I did not say that a few of the trainees have probably considered his insistence on detail and correctness to be a bit of a pain-in-the-ass at time. However, equally true, eventually all the residents and fellows come to appreciate the valuable lessons that Lou has taught them.
It is in that spirit today that we dedicate the Louis A. Gilula conference room, to celebrate this masterful teacher and irreplaceable role model." END
____________________
DR. GILULA'S SPECIALTIES:
Dr. Gilula specialized in musculoskeletal imaging and treated back and spinal problems, spine and nerve problems, vertebral compression fractures and bone pain using vertebroplasty, polymethylmethacrylate (PMMA) injections, arthrography, kyphoplasty, radio frequency treatment of bone metastases, cementoplasty and osteoma treatment. Dr. Gilula was consistently recognized in "The Best Doctors in America" list.
____________________
Funeral Eulogy - Debbie Gilula
July 6, 2014
First, I would like to thank everyone for your many kindnesses to Lou andme over the past months-your calls, your visits, shopping for me, preparing meals, driving Lou to work, and showering us with your love. Thank you so much.
Many of you have asked how Lou and I met. It was in 1969 at a party in Washington, D.C., where I lived at the time. A friend introduced me to this then young doctor who had been drafted into the Army after having only completed six weeks of Radiology residency in St Louis. I liked him right away. When he asked me what kind of work I did, the "mischievous" me answered him. "I'm a physician, too. To be exact, a hematologist." I actually was a medical technologist who specialized in hematology. So then he asked me what drug I was using to treat my patients with acute myelogenous leukemia. Even though I knew the answer, I drew a total blank. I was already taken with him.
As we started dating and over the following weeks, I wondered what exactly attracted me to this man. Was it the fact that he was one of seven children and his last name sounded Italian? After all, Italy was one of my favorite destinations. Or was it the interesting brunch he cooked for me on our second date, which consisted of steamed artichokes, eggs with onions and mushrooms and every can of smoked seafood he could find from the PX! Wow, he was a gourmand and he could cook. Little did I know that everything he prepared in that one meal was everything he knew how to cook!
What actually attracted me was his kindness, intelligence, dry sense of humor and how important his family was to him and how proud he was of it. And so began a 44-year love affair.
We had a very strong and loving relationship. What made our relationship so special was our mutual respect for one another, our support of each other's goals and our open and honest communication. My leaving lights on in a vacated room or leaving the refrigerator door open too long were our two greatest challenges!
It has been said that a man is known more by his good deeds, than by his name. And Lou quietly, without fanfare, performed many good deeds. If a friend, family member or a stranger asked him for medical advice, he offered it. If they needed to quickly get an appointment with a doctor, he saw that it happened. If someone looked lonely at a festive function, Lou made sure that he or she was not alone for long! And if they needed personal advice, he was there with that as well.
As many of you know, Lou was an internationally recognized
musculoskeletal radiologist. He authored two textbooks and more than 200 journal articles. He was a Fellow in the American College of Radiology and Chief of Radiology, working at Barnes Jewish hospital for 40 years.
When Lou retired in late October last year, the Musculoskeletal Division at Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology named a conference room after him. In February, the American Society of Spine Surgery honored Lou by
renaming the Mentor Award Program after him. And in 2008 he was recognized as Distinguished Teacher of the Year and in 201O as Teacher of the Year.
Behind those titles and honors was a compassionate doctor who was genuinely concerned about his patients-checking on them the nightly following a procedure he had performed, eager to reduce their pain and ease their fears.
Lou loved his work and he loved teaching the residents. And his residents loved him, too, visiting him at our home before and during his illness, many times after working long hours at the hospital. Perhaps it was his wisdom, values and generosity that generated the strong, warm relationships he had with his residents. Perhaps it was his humor. Whatever it was that drew them to Lou, he inspired respect and appreciation and honors for the fire of knowledge that he lit under them.
But teaching was not only a love of Lou's. He felt it was also his responsibility. He would often say, "If I can have one positive effect on someone's life, to carry on work that I have started and to develop that work to higher levels, that is an accomplishment that I will forever
cherish."
And while work was very important to Lou, it was not as important as his two children-Tanya and Ian. He adored his daughter and his son and supported them in their life decisions. They were the apples of his eye and he was so proud of them. And in return, they loved and respected him.
Lou had many interests. He loved gardening and he loved to read. If he wasn't reading medical journals, he was reading a biography or a John Grisham novel. His love of travel took us to more than 20 countries around the world and introduced us to so many new friends.In fact, There is barely a country that we visited where we didn't have a friend.
Those of you who knew Lou well knew that he was a very determined man. He never abandoned a project or quit a challenge. Over the last year, fighting for his life, his natural tendency to confront difficult challenges with unflinching resolve deepened. Exhausting traditional medicine, he turned to alternative therapy. The regimens that he was put on were incredibly demanding, but he never gave up. Even days before his death, he continued a special diet and physical therapy and still tried to remain upbeat.
Lou was a warrior-a man who fought for what was right and good in the world. Who strived for excellence and honor in everything he did. A man who truly made a difference in the lives of so many people.
Lou, you are my hero and always will be. You were my anchor, my best friend and the love of my life. I will miss you terribly. END
____________________
Funeral Eulogy - Tanya Gilula Tanay
July 6, 2014
Tribute to Dad
Dad, it is way too soon for you to be gone. As I think of our time together I realize how many values and traits you have passed on to me and I want to share that with those who have come today to remember you.
I have been so incredibly fortunate to have been born into this family, with such wonderful parents and surrounded by unconditional love. We were given the basics - shelter, food and clothing, but also so much more such as good values and education. Dad, you did everything possible to give us a wonderful life and upbringing.
Throughout the years, Dad taught by example to never give up and to persevere. The hardest fight definitely being this last one against cancer. He was so strong and determined; never wavering. We had been working together to help each other continue to be positive for both our health issues.
I learned through Dad what it meant to be kind to one another, to care and help others. Dad was always there for us, for family members, friends, and friends-of -friends, co-workers, residents and even strangers - often inviting these people and newcomers to town out to dinner or over to the house for a home cooked meal. I've seen the incredible friendships that have grown over the years and what true friends are. They are rare and to be cherished. I thank those who have been so supportive and helpful to my parents during this difficult time, giving so much of themselves.
I've learned to work hard from Dad. He was the hardest worker I have ever known; early to rise, with very long days, and late to bed. I would see him bring files home from work and call his patients after hours to make sure they were ok or to check if they needed anything. He would even try to help people who weren't even his patients; I don't know too many other physicians who would do that especially on their own time. And he'd work on the weekends; when I was very young I'd go to the hospital with him and try to organize his office while he'd be working. He'd work holidays so others could enjoy their holidays with their own families. I'd always try to tell him to work less and enjoy more time off, but his work is what he loved. It took me awhile to understand that. He loved his work so much that even a threat of divorce from mom if he were to write one more book, didn't deter him. He did it anyway, secretly, until he got busted by her. He did complete that book by the way. I always said I never wanted to work as much as he did, but I find myself doing the same thing of very long work days, working weekends, and caring even when I don't want to care. I guess I am my father's daughter.
As full as his days were, he always found time to dine with us and we'd catch up on each other's day.
I have memories of "to do" lists that he left on the kitchen table for Ian and myself. I wasn't so fond of those lists back then, but now find how helpful they are. I've become a list maker just like Dad.
The love of travel became a part of my life when I was just a baby. In celebration of Dad's finishing his medical residency we went on a three month-long trip to Canada and Europe. Since then we were fortunate to travel domestically and internationally, experiencing different places and cultures. Most often, trips for Dad's meetings were made into family vacations.
Other loves and hobbies that Dad enjoyed and memories that remind me of him are:
>> His Orchid plants that he nurtured for over 40 years
>> Working in his garden surrounded by p'ants and trees
>> Making me weed the patio when I was young which I wasn't so fond of then, but I now enjoy and find to be meditative
>> Just recently Dad did a terrific job of directing Ian and me of what exactly to prune off his trees and plants.
>> Exercise; well, not sure if this was an actual love, but he was definitely diligent at it
>> Food, especially Chocolate!
>> And then Dad's guilty looking smile after searching and finding the chocolate we had hidden from him
>> All the different diets he's tried (that is why the chocolate and sweets were hidden)
>> Working in the shop together building my old dollhouse and all the furniture within
>> His canes - an interest which began when he was just a teenager as a result of a car accident
>> His dry and quirky sense of humor
>> Giving others a hard time, but in a loving way
>> His family, his children. Our last project together had been going through mountains of saved papers and photos from his parents1 our family history and tree.
>> My mother. The two of them have been completely in love and very affectionate for as long back as I can remember. When younger I would say "ew, gross" or "get a room". As I matured, I saw how wonderful they were together and how special it was to see their love for one another, and it was such a strong powerful love, never wavering all those years. Yet another wonderful example for myself and my husband.
There's so much more I can never capture here or put into words.
Dad, I will miss you terribly. Thank you for everything you did and gave to me; for loving and caring and only wanting the very best for us. 1 love you more than words can say.
Your loving daughter forever,
Tanya
END
____________________
Funeral Eulogy - Ian Gilula
July 6, 2014
My dad Louis Gilula was the most important person in my life. He was my father, mentor, motivator and friend. We luckily had always been very close thought my life. My father was a man who cherished his family, friends, work and traveling.
He taught me discipline, and to find something you love for your work, and then you will never really work but only love each day that you're perfecting your craft. His craft of medicine was a perfect fit. His love for family, friends and virtually anyone who came into his universe was under his care. That was one of his wonderful gifts to the community. His selfless desire to heal which was so strong and amazing, and this was reflected on everything from patients, to his plants in his yard or the pets in our family.
In a changing world there are so few people that truly take the time to give of themselves selflessly, and this reflected on his desire to grow and develop new procedures for his patients, teaching his students and helping his community and religious groups he belonged to. It was always so humbling to see him with no ego for all his success. Lou never stopped pushing himself I think because he never really felt like he made it to all the heights and goals that he wanted, never realizing he had surpassed them
so long ago.
I was so lucky to have travel the world with my parents because of his teaching. As a child I went to more museums and saw more famous pieces of art than most people see in their whole lives. With these influences he helped to give me a vision of my future today. I will always thank him for all that he has given and inspired in me to do. I have felt so fortunate in the last few years since his diagnosis to spend some amazingquality time with him, not working but just being. Coming home to St. Louisor having him in my home in Portland we watched movies and worked in the yard, cooked together and just seeing him very relaxed. There comes a time when a person comes along and truly gives to the community as a selfless act looking for nothing in return and that was my dad.
Here is a poem I put together for my dad:
When I think of my father
And all the years we had shared together
I'm thankfully that all his love
Will always be there for me
My closet friend from beginning to end
I thank you for all of our adventures
And for all the fun
I thank you for being my teacher
And for being my inspiration
Thank you for always being there
And never letting me fail
Each and everyday you were there
Helping me to grow up
Your positive view and perseverance
Seemed to always came true
Your love was forever strong
You are my world, my everything
I love you with all my heart
These are a reminder
For all my life
To thank God
For having such a special Dad
Like you
END
OBITUARY
Louis A. Gilula MD
October 21, 1942 - July 2, 2014
Obituary
Beloved husband of Deborah "Debbie" Gilula; dear father and father-in-law of Tanya (Oren) Tanay and Ian Gilula; dear brother and brother-in-law of the late Marshall Gilula, Joan (Mike) Priwer, the late Bernie (Bessie Huang) Gilula, Stan Gilula, Steve (Diana) Gilula and Mark (Laurie) Gilula; dear brother-in-law of Sandra Cogan; dear uncle of Jonathan Gilula, Daniel Gilula, Hart Gilula, Hannah Gilula, Zach Gilula, Molly Gilula, Eric Cogan and Alex Cogan; dear son of the late Dr. Adolph and the late Dora Gilula; our dear cousin and friend.
Funeral service Sunday, 10:30 AM at Congregation Shaare Emeth, 11645 Ladue Rd, St. Louis, MO 63141. There is no visitation prior to the funeral service. Interment follows at B'nai Amoona Cemetery, 930 North & South Rd, St. Louis, MO 63130. Memorial contributions preferred to the Rik Knopf Fund for Pancreatic Cancer Research, Washington University, Campus Box 1204, 7425 Forsyth Blvd., Ste. 2200, St. Louis, MO 63105 or the St. Louis Holocaust Museum and Learning Center, 12 Millstone Campus Dr, St. Louis, MO 63146.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch
____________________
October 31, 2013
With Dr. Gilula, family, friends and colleagues in attendance, the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology at Washington University Medical School, hosted a retirement party for Lou. The Department bestowed on Dr. Gilula a special honor by dedicating the department conference room in his name, hereafter known as the LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM as a tribute to his valuable contribution to students, residents, fellows and patients for over 40 years.
Spokesperson: Dr. David Rubin
DEDICATION FOR THE LOUIS A. GILULA, MD CONFERENCE ROOM
"It is wonderful to have so many past and present colleagues here as well as personal friends for this celebration. As most of you know, Dr. Gilula has been a vital element of the Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology for the past 40 years. During that time, his accomplishments have been legion. But today we are putting aside the numerous articles and books that he has written, the many awards that he has garnered, and the national and international lectures that he has presented. All those feats are impressive and important--permanently recorded notches in his massive CV. We are also not going to talk about the compassionate the personal care he delivers to each and every patient, which is rapdily becoming a lost art.
For me, his real legacy emanates from what he does here daily, week after week, month after month, and year after year. And this is the education and training of future radiologists.
In his first forty years, I estimate that he has taught more than 500 residents and 80 fellows. When you consider that many of them have gone on to have academic careers of their own, where in turn they re-teach his lessons to the next generations, you can see that Lou has probably directly and indirectly influenced thousands of practicing radiologists.
Daily teaching is an often under recognized, and sometimes painstaking endeavor that requires one-on-one interactions as well as a lot of repetition. What astounds me (and I observed this yet again just yesterday in our reading room) is that Lou continues do this effortlessly, with infinite patience, unending enthusiasm and just enough humor and humility. Even when he has reviewed the exact same concept for the hundredth time with another new first year resident, his explanations remain thorough and his corrections, gentle. Now, I would be lying if I did not say that a few of the trainees have probably considered his insistence on detail and correctness to be a bit of a pain-in-the-ass at time. However, equally true, eventually all the residents and fellows come to appreciate the valuable lessons that Lou has taught them.
It is in that spirit today that we dedicate the Louis A. Gilula conference room, to celebrate this masterful teacher and irreplaceable role model." END
____________________
DR. GILULA'S SPECIALTIES:
Dr. Gilula specialized in musculoskeletal imaging and treated back and spinal problems, spine and nerve problems, vertebral compression fractures and bone pain using vertebroplasty, polymethylmethacrylate (PMMA) injections, arthrography, kyphoplasty, radio frequency treatment of bone metastases, cementoplasty and osteoma treatment. Dr. Gilula was consistently recognized in "The Best Doctors in America" list.
____________________
Funeral Eulogy - Debbie Gilula
July 6, 2014
First, I would like to thank everyone for your many kindnesses to Lou andme over the past months-your calls, your visits, shopping for me, preparing meals, driving Lou to work, and showering us with your love. Thank you so much.
Many of you have asked how Lou and I met. It was in 1969 at a party in Washington, D.C., where I lived at the time. A friend introduced me to this then young doctor who had been drafted into the Army after having only completed six weeks of Radiology residency in St Louis. I liked him right away. When he asked me what kind of work I did, the "mischievous" me answered him. "I'm a physician, too. To be exact, a hematologist." I actually was a medical technologist who specialized in hematology. So then he asked me what drug I was using to treat my patients with acute myelogenous leukemia. Even though I knew the answer, I drew a total blank. I was already taken with him.
As we started dating and over the following weeks, I wondered what exactly attracted me to this man. Was it the fact that he was one of seven children and his last name sounded Italian? After all, Italy was one of my favorite destinations. Or was it the interesting brunch he cooked for me on our second date, which consisted of steamed artichokes, eggs with onions and mushrooms and every can of smoked seafood he could find from the PX! Wow, he was a gourmand and he could cook. Little did I know that everything he prepared in that one meal was everything he knew how to cook!
What actually attracted me was his kindness, intelligence, dry sense of humor and how important his family was to him and how proud he was of it. And so began a 44-year love affair.
We had a very strong and loving relationship. What made our relationship so special was our mutual respect for one another, our support of each other's goals and our open and honest communication. My leaving lights on in a vacated room or leaving the refrigerator door open too long were our two greatest challenges!
It has been said that a man is known more by his good deeds, than by his name. And Lou quietly, without fanfare, performed many good deeds. If a friend, family member or a stranger asked him for medical advice, he offered it. If they needed to quickly get an appointment with a doctor, he saw that it happened. If someone looked lonely at a festive function, Lou made sure that he or she was not alone for long! And if they needed personal advice, he was there with that as well.
As many of you know, Lou was an internationally recognized
musculoskeletal radiologist. He authored two textbooks and more than 200 journal articles. He was a Fellow in the American College of Radiology and Chief of Radiology, working at Barnes Jewish hospital for 40 years.
When Lou retired in late October last year, the Musculoskeletal Division at Mallinckrodt Institute of Radiology named a conference room after him. In February, the American Society of Spine Surgery honored Lou by
renaming the Mentor Award Program after him. And in 2008 he was recognized as Distinguished Teacher of the Year and in 201O as Teacher of the Year.
Behind those titles and honors was a compassionate doctor who was genuinely concerned about his patients-checking on them the nightly following a procedure he had performed, eager to reduce their pain and ease their fears.
Lou loved his work and he loved teaching the residents. And his residents loved him, too, visiting him at our home before and during his illness, many times after working long hours at the hospital. Perhaps it was his wisdom, values and generosity that generated the strong, warm relationships he had with his residents. Perhaps it was his humor. Whatever it was that drew them to Lou, he inspired respect and appreciation and honors for the fire of knowledge that he lit under them.
But teaching was not only a love of Lou's. He felt it was also his responsibility. He would often say, "If I can have one positive effect on someone's life, to carry on work that I have started and to develop that work to higher levels, that is an accomplishment that I will forever
cherish."
And while work was very important to Lou, it was not as important as his two children-Tanya and Ian. He adored his daughter and his son and supported them in their life decisions. They were the apples of his eye and he was so proud of them. And in return, they loved and respected him.
Lou had many interests. He loved gardening and he loved to read. If he wasn't reading medical journals, he was reading a biography or a John Grisham novel. His love of travel took us to more than 20 countries around the world and introduced us to so many new friends.In fact, There is barely a country that we visited where we didn't have a friend.
Those of you who knew Lou well knew that he was a very determined man. He never abandoned a project or quit a challenge. Over the last year, fighting for his life, his natural tendency to confront difficult challenges with unflinching resolve deepened. Exhausting traditional medicine, he turned to alternative therapy. The regimens that he was put on were incredibly demanding, but he never gave up. Even days before his death, he continued a special diet and physical therapy and still tried to remain upbeat.
Lou was a warrior-a man who fought for what was right and good in the world. Who strived for excellence and honor in everything he did. A man who truly made a difference in the lives of so many people.
Lou, you are my hero and always will be. You were my anchor, my best friend and the love of my life. I will miss you terribly. END
____________________
Funeral Eulogy - Tanya Gilula Tanay
July 6, 2014
Tribute to Dad
Dad, it is way too soon for you to be gone. As I think of our time together I realize how many values and traits you have passed on to me and I want to share that with those who have come today to remember you.
I have been so incredibly fortunate to have been born into this family, with such wonderful parents and surrounded by unconditional love. We were given the basics - shelter, food and clothing, but also so much more such as good values and education. Dad, you did everything possible to give us a wonderful life and upbringing.
Throughout the years, Dad taught by example to never give up and to persevere. The hardest fight definitely being this last one against cancer. He was so strong and determined; never wavering. We had been working together to help each other continue to be positive for both our health issues.
I learned through Dad what it meant to be kind to one another, to care and help others. Dad was always there for us, for family members, friends, and friends-of -friends, co-workers, residents and even strangers - often inviting these people and newcomers to town out to dinner or over to the house for a home cooked meal. I've seen the incredible friendships that have grown over the years and what true friends are. They are rare and to be cherished. I thank those who have been so supportive and helpful to my parents during this difficult time, giving so much of themselves.
I've learned to work hard from Dad. He was the hardest worker I have ever known; early to rise, with very long days, and late to bed. I would see him bring files home from work and call his patients after hours to make sure they were ok or to check if they needed anything. He would even try to help people who weren't even his patients; I don't know too many other physicians who would do that especially on their own time. And he'd work on the weekends; when I was very young I'd go to the hospital with him and try to organize his office while he'd be working. He'd work holidays so others could enjoy their holidays with their own families. I'd always try to tell him to work less and enjoy more time off, but his work is what he loved. It took me awhile to understand that. He loved his work so much that even a threat of divorce from mom if he were to write one more book, didn't deter him. He did it anyway, secretly, until he got busted by her. He did complete that book by the way. I always said I never wanted to work as much as he did, but I find myself doing the same thing of very long work days, working weekends, and caring even when I don't want to care. I guess I am my father's daughter.
As full as his days were, he always found time to dine with us and we'd catch up on each other's day.
I have memories of "to do" lists that he left on the kitchen table for Ian and myself. I wasn't so fond of those lists back then, but now find how helpful they are. I've become a list maker just like Dad.
The love of travel became a part of my life when I was just a baby. In celebration of Dad's finishing his medical residency we went on a three month-long trip to Canada and Europe. Since then we were fortunate to travel domestically and internationally, experiencing different places and cultures. Most often, trips for Dad's meetings were made into family vacations.
Other loves and hobbies that Dad enjoyed and memories that remind me of him are:
>> His Orchid plants that he nurtured for over 40 years
>> Working in his garden surrounded by p'ants and trees
>> Making me weed the patio when I was young which I wasn't so fond of then, but I now enjoy and find to be meditative
>> Just recently Dad did a terrific job of directing Ian and me of what exactly to prune off his trees and plants.
>> Exercise; well, not sure if this was an actual love, but he was definitely diligent at it
>> Food, especially Chocolate!
>> And then Dad's guilty looking smile after searching and finding the chocolate we had hidden from him
>> All the different diets he's tried (that is why the chocolate and sweets were hidden)
>> Working in the shop together building my old dollhouse and all the furniture within
>> His canes - an interest which began when he was just a teenager as a result of a car accident
>> His dry and quirky sense of humor
>> Giving others a hard time, but in a loving way
>> His family, his children. Our last project together had been going through mountains of saved papers and photos from his parents1 our family history and tree.
>> My mother. The two of them have been completely in love and very affectionate for as long back as I can remember. When younger I would say "ew, gross" or "get a room". As I matured, I saw how wonderful they were together and how special it was to see their love for one another, and it was such a strong powerful love, never wavering all those years. Yet another wonderful example for myself and my husband.
There's so much more I can never capture here or put into words.
Dad, I will miss you terribly. Thank you for everything you did and gave to me; for loving and caring and only wanting the very best for us. 1 love you more than words can say.
Your loving daughter forever,
Tanya
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Funeral Eulogy - Ian Gilula
July 6, 2014
My dad Louis Gilula was the most important person in my life. He was my father, mentor, motivator and friend. We luckily had always been very close thought my life. My father was a man who cherished his family, friends, work and traveling.
He taught me discipline, and to find something you love for your work, and then you will never really work but only love each day that you're perfecting your craft. His craft of medicine was a perfect fit. His love for family, friends and virtually anyone who came into his universe was under his care. That was one of his wonderful gifts to the community. His selfless desire to heal which was so strong and amazing, and this was reflected on everything from patients, to his plants in his yard or the pets in our family.
In a changing world there are so few people that truly take the time to give of themselves selflessly, and this reflected on his desire to grow and develop new procedures for his patients, teaching his students and helping his community and religious groups he belonged to. It was always so humbling to see him with no ego for all his success. Lou never stopped pushing himself I think because he never really felt like he made it to all the heights and goals that he wanted, never realizing he had surpassed them
so long ago.
I was so lucky to have travel the world with my parents because of his teaching. As a child I went to more museums and saw more famous pieces of art than most people see in their whole lives. With these influences he helped to give me a vision of my future today. I will always thank him for all that he has given and inspired in me to do. I have felt so fortunate in the last few years since his diagnosis to spend some amazingquality time with him, not working but just being. Coming home to St. Louisor having him in my home in Portland we watched movies and worked in the yard, cooked together and just seeing him very relaxed. There comes a time when a person comes along and truly gives to the community as a selfless act looking for nothing in return and that was my dad.
Here is a poem I put together for my dad:
When I think of my father
And all the years we had shared together
I'm thankfully that all his love
Will always be there for me
My closet friend from beginning to end
I thank you for all of our adventures
And for all the fun
I thank you for being my teacher
And for being my inspiration
Thank you for always being there
And never letting me fail
Each and everyday you were there
Helping me to grow up
Your positive view and perseverance
Seemed to always came true
Your love was forever strong
You are my world, my everything
I love you with all my heart
These are a reminder
For all my life
To thank God
For having such a special Dad
Like you
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