Drexel University College of Medicine - Medic Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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I EDITORS Dennis H. Novack Neil E. Klein Robert Seto Robert Carpenter BUSIN ESS EDITORS David Tinkelman Michael Rudnick ASSISTANT EDITOR Michael Mandarino PHOTOGRAPHY Herbert Cherry CONTRIBUTING PHOTOGRAPHY Bill Wingell Dennis H. Novack joseph Humenik RECORD Recordings Clay Barclay Production Clay Barclay Dennis H. Novaclc Eugene Zenone I TZ! 5 l .Il 7

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DEDICATION In attempting to select a single person for Medic 72's dedication, we of the staff were faced with two significant considerations. First, that throughout our four years of training and education at Hahnemann, not one, but many educators and physicians had to be regarded as outstanding. Second, that of that elite group of dedicated and talented professors, most had already received the individual dedication hon- or in yearbooks past. Still, this group, as well as the entire teaching staff, must certainly be acknowledged, for these faculty have been guiding beacons that have led us through our four year journey over deep and unfamiliar waters. They have taught us, inspired professional excellence, dignity, Hrfdtachlieve- ment. They have given freely ofutheir valuable time to fan a dull coal to its ful'l' vffhite heat,po.- tential. To these dedicated people, vvlqo made such an altruistic and binodingfcofnmit- ment to medical education, and-whose lives and personalities have been inseparablbyjfvoyen into the fabric of our Hahnemann expe'ri:e'n,ce, we give heartfelt and grateful appreciation. N Knowledge of medicine was not, as we learned it, the mere memorization of disease states, their etiologies, pathophysiologies, diag- noses, and treatments. Becoming a physician was not just knowing the relation and co-rela- tion of variances in a battery of laboratory stud- ies, for these studies alone are a dry and mean- ingless collection of scientific data. Our text- book knowledge was a base, a concrete form around which to build. As such, it was but one- half of our four year evolution. What this knowledge needed was a life-giving catalyst to transform and translate its ordered multitude of equations, relations, and observa- tions to the full, rich awareness of the total Medical experience. We left the sheltered class rooms . . . half eager, totally afraid, and turned us, and elevated us to their own h'igh,'lei2elf o'ff,',, about face to greet and embrace our fellow man in a gesture of love, a tradition of hope. And it was here that we began to find answers. It was here that we began to find ourselves. It was here that we began to learn about life .. . and death, and all the gray forms of existence in between. It was a happy-sad, laughing-crying, loving-hat- ing, living-dying kind of experience, this deal- ing with human beings andthe ravages of their disease afflictions. From the safe, secure, molecular level of classroom biochemistry, from the maybe this, maybe that child's play discussions on Harri- son's non-glare pages, they made us organize our thoughts adult-like. They pressed and .cajoled us to face a higher truth, a more intense reality. Doc, it still hurts me, they would say, oiffDoctor, would you help me, please? Under thgif expectant, steady gaze we turned our eyes wiihziri, even as we turned our hearts without, an-lifljearned that humility and compassion can conflict and, yet, can peacefully co-exist at the .'.-same instant, in the same situation. They, too, '-worked us and demanded of us. They discip- lined and tested us, harsher task-masters, even, than the capped and robed disciples who had preceded them. But in the end, they selflessly handed over life's sought and cherished scroll. They gave our lives full justification, they re- vealed our raison d'etre. And were we not a more tempered metal for having been put through their fires? It is with a deep sense of indebtedness, humil- ity, and compassion, with a gratitude and sense of obligation, which, we have pledged by oath to fulfill, that the Class of 1972 dedicates this book to that patient, and the many patients who have given meaning and direction to our lives in medicine. Robert S. Seto