William Halligan, DDS

San Diego practice limited to treating Temporomandibular Joint Dysfunction (TMJ) and Orofacial Pain.

RETIREMENT UPDATE, October 20, 2020

Dear Friends,

The day has come finally for me to make the transition to retirement. I am proud to announce that the office is being transferred to the capable hands of Dr. Raymond Carpenter. Dr. Carpenter, a prosthodontist in Rancho Bernardo, is also a member of the American Association of Craniofacial Pain. The office phone remains the same: 858-277-3910.

I have a great deal of gratitude for your support over nearly two decades. With Dr. Carpenter now on board, I think you can look forward to years of continued help with TMJ related concerns.

My sincere best wishes for the holiday season of 2020 and for the years ahead.

William Halligan

Dr. Halligan's Blog

Understated Kiwis

After she reached the Travers River Bridge, Andrea took one horrified look up at the featureless rocky bowl that towered above–no real trail, just orange poles every few hundred yards to mark the way–and asked our Kiwi guide, Gary, “Just what are my options at this point?” “Well, you could walk back down to the

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And the Southern Cross

January 2016, at a sheep station on New Zealand’s South Island. I pitched our tent yesterday on a grassy hilltop just yards from the shoreline of Lake Pukaki; we had a marvelous view of snow covered Mt. Cook a few miles north. Rain was forecast last night, but though the cloud cover was heavy and

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Wild!

Is this the face that launched a thousand hiker’s boots? Spoiler alert: I might spoil the ending of the book and movie Wild here. If you don’t want to know about the endings, I suggest you skip this. Last year I bought the Kindle version of Cheryl Strayed’s book, Wild. Much as I admired her

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Money, Gold and Promises

Hyperbole: Extravagant exaggeration; language that describes something as better (or worse) than it actually is. (Merriam Webster) In August, 1904, two men were crouched on the desert ground in semi-darkness before dawn. They held their hands over a small campfire to warm themselves. The morning breeze smelled of the heat that would come later, when

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Lines written a few miles above Walter’s Wiggles

There’s no accounting for the passage of time. Clocks and calendars while seeming to measure the flow of moments or years or lifetimes, aren’t really up to the task. How can 600 pages torn from faded calendars explain why some fifty year-old memories seem as fresh to me as last week’s? How can a canyon

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Got (RAW) Milk?

I grew up on whole, raw, unpasteurized, non-homogenized, unaltered milk fresh from our organic pasture-fed herd of Guernsey cows. Now, to be fair, the word “organic” wasn’t thrown around back in those days, but we did not use any herbicides, pesticides, or artificial fertilizer on our pastures, so I think our green meadows qualified. You

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The Cutest Grandbaby in the World

[dropcap3]F[/dropcap3]or years I’ve seen those ubiquitous—at least in our more senior neighborhoods—bumper stickers urging everyone to, “Ask me about my grandchildren!” Sure. Fine. Maybe I will. Or not. Until little Esmee came along. My youngest, Scott, a child of California suburbia, earned his master’s degree in music from the New England Conservatory (NEC), in Boston.

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The Pacific Crest Trail in a Dry Year

A boy of about twenty, with a substantial pack and good hiking boots, long pants and dusty T-shirt stood at the Cienega Junction on the PCT. He was studying a small map with far too few details; his face looked drawn and was as gray and dusty as his clothes. Andrea and I had been

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