February, 1988. 2 AM. I was working the 11-7 night shift as a mental health technician in an inpatient psychiatric hospital at the Eastern Virginia Medical School in Norfolk, Virginia. The charge nurse handed me a patient chart and asked me to take it to the 4th-floor pre-adolescent inpatient unit and give it to theContinue reading “My Late Night Chat with Dr. Saunders”
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A Salute and a Pizza
The young black man sat on the back row of the church. At the end of service, he quietly left. After a few Sundays, I approached him. He nodded, smiled and shook my hand but it was obvious he knew very little English. Over the next few months, as his English improved, I got toContinue reading “A Salute and a Pizza”
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