Temple University School of Podiatric Medicine - Achilles Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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graduate Amazingly, the class stood almost unanimous in our decision, though not all decided to help pay. But even the lack of unanimity in our class wa» better than the other schools who decided in March to take the make-up test. Zevi. Rich Cohen and others worked hard with our attorney but the day before the boards our case was heard and shelved due to a technicality We would have to contact every other podiatry student by certified mail and ask them whether they were joining us before we next go in front of the Judge. We got the grades impounded, though, which seemed like a partial victory considering whom we were fighting. The Sixth Floor said that now we could show them with out dean test results that PCPM was now and everlasting 91 Unfortunately guys, the image was tarnished. Through our antagonist's substantiation of this whitewash, the rest of the country was burzing Oh. PCPM .. I should've known They've always done better on the Boards haven't they'' and VVhat was that - the Class of 78. they apply this year don't they? Two events which were pleasant to see in this whole mess were P P.M.S.A s financial support of our coup d’ESSAl, and watching a fool from Ohio live up to his reputation at our re-test The battle drifted into the summer though, as the burdens seemed more legal than personal The Class of 78. shellshocked, just tried to recoup Our other third year surprise wa% a small tuition raise $3700 to $5300. Told that we were balancing the budget all in one year, our school said that explaining this to our class, and having his job benefits' revealed while refusing to let us see the budget in loto? That supercilious affront' on Bates brought criticism from those who fell that our class was being unfair Our classroom experience passed by smoother and quicker than in the previous two years We were too absorbed with clinic, National boards, nd the tuition raise to fight over courses. In fact, we barely had enough strength left over for Vera Valient, and dude Collins. Dermatology with Dr Witkowski meant countless color slides of exzema, psoriasis, and pemphigus. It wa similar to learning a whole new language. Unfortunately most of us relied on an interpreter - our notetaker Dr Bhatt. whom we all felt made famous the musical chorus, Buarang, guarang guarang made the fatal mistake of treating us like interested medical students Unfortunately, PCPM's future pride and jou did not own the academic curiosity to support lectures on the axonal characteristics of squid. PVD was taught by Drs Skversky, Cohen, and Corman. Who'll forget Corman s lecture on Peripheral Vascular Anatomy - one of the most boring in our four years? Remember the text from the Mayo Clinic with the token podiatry chapter blood ointment as therapy for ulcers the difference between Raynaud's Disease and Raynaud's Phenomenon? Orthotics and Prosthetics with Hymes was a double misnomer taught by a guy who made his first million from tow crests. He also had a terrible sense of humor - which was a shame since w-e thought that his son Gary was a riot! Dr Pressman taught us General Orthopedics. Unfortunately, tibial and femoral torsion were confusing once more as the Orthopedics Department could not agree on definitions of anteversion, antetorsion. malleolar torsion, etc. A consolation to some was the final exam, which in PCPM tradition wav a repeat Art the Dart Helfand or ' Short Ribs (as a few brave souls dared to nickname him) taught Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation and Community Health I and 11. In Physical Medicine and Rehabilitation he brought in Mr Bruno, alias Joe E. Brown who entertained us with crutch walking tasks. For Community Health I and II we learned not to apply to a hospital until waiting twenty years, and that PS.RO was the destiny of podiatry Dr. Becket was our teacher in Anesthesiology but he will be remembered best as a member of that department at Suburban General Hospital which had a fatal gas mix-up in the E R He might also be remembered for wearing a velvet sport coat everyday no matter how warm. Since we had little or no printed notes or text, it was only fitting that the final exam was an automatic pass. That didn't stop some of us though who snuck up and changed answers after passing the test in. Dr. Karpo greeted us in Pediatrics with the statement that we would know everything there was to know about Pediatrics Then, he proceeded to miss almost the entire first trimester. To help fill the time, Vince Mandracchia gave a lecture on Osteochondroses, and we were given a paper. Jesse Lieberman and Ernestine Estes who? taught Statistical Epidemiology which was nothing more than a treatise on Chi-Squares. Internal Medicine with Dr Honivh rt al wav going along great until they realized that there wa- a 2nd trimester to our course They thought that they would be repeating the same lectures to a new group of students In Psychiatry, we got to hear Louis Stearns and Dave Laurance's earliest memories as infants Louie won at three months. We also all wrote down our dirtiest words, and listened to Dr Rudmck's views on sex Minimal Incision Surgery was an elective. We didn’t think the school knew what an elective was. For the benefit of Arden, it should ve been renamed Minimal Effort Money. In Surgery we had courses in the digits, metatarsals, and bunions by Contompavis. Jacobs, and Novicki Remember Grabb and Smith Ruiz and Mora Bonney and Kcs-el and Smith and Weil? Andy Newman and the Palatine Parkview residents came to US in third year to teach traumatology The bone breakers taught us everything we wanted to know about fractures .. but said nothing on how to get to Parkview- Sports medicine was a laugh Gary Gordon showed up twice, and the rest of it was How to Tape Jocks by Jimmy Rodgers Anyone remember Hank needing three attempts to pass the ankle taping? Dr Seave who was a podiatrist turned lawyer played the The Man Who Would be King in Forensic Podiatry. It was a mixed class with the 4th year and he deservedly received the brunt of their gumpyness.' How many times did he ask u» to turn open our texts which nobody brought to class or owned? Malpractice was taught by the father of Philadelphia podiatric surgery, also the father of Andy Newman Who is shy. unassuming, bashful Lou Newman. There was a man who hated to hear himself talk unless it was about himself. Other events in our third year included community health centers, anesthesiology rotations, cheating, and new students. Class census was increased to 102 with the additions of Aber. Padula. and Issacs. Padula who took a 3 month vacation Aber who took a 9 month vacation and Issacs, who had a 12 month vacation, will never been forgotten Nor will the Philadelphia community health centers be forgotten for their introduction to podiatry's role in the community. Anesthesiology, although only two weeks long, will be remembered as our first hospital externship. The acknowledgement of cheating in the class was unfortunate as there were thovr who felt that cheaters had rights, too. Our fourth and last P.C.P.M. year did not begin in September. 1977; nor did it begin with summer session at the June previous. In reality it began in March of our third year when we endeavored to choose and be chosen for our senior externships As in the Lord's six days of work, we prepared mightily, unknowingly in the weeks antecedent, priming for externship selection—a microcosm of what appeared to be life after death itself the residency. Never let it be said that we. the Class of 1978, could not mentally sustain the unpleasantry of parochial existence. Like longshoremen entering under the red light, we lived, ate. and slept with our whore: the residency. The externships were that hors d'oerves the pimp, if you may Do you have to go to Rosewood if you want the program? Are there really all crazies there? Do you get anything at Rolling Hill? Doexterns present a paper at Parkview? Who knows anything about LaPorta's program? Will it become a residency? How come Jacobs picked the same students for all of his Washington Memorial programs? With Zevi's direction we attempted, and succeeded fairly well, to schedule the fourth year First, trimesters were chosen. Most of us wanted clinic first so we could unofficially get the hell outa here on December 2nd Only two people. Hieke and Baltey. actually picked the third trimester for clinic. The philosophical debates began over which were the best trimesters for each—allied facilities, externships, and clinic The cauldron was spiced-up through Dr. Rockett's decision to allow every student one free month during allied facility trimester to pursue preceptorship experience. (Ha. Ha!) The crucial fall trimester was the most controversial, as it was just prior to interview selection. Should you go to school to get it over with or should you take allied facility so that a free month for handshaking would become available? In school, you could actively pursue letters of recommendation- and get friendly with the clinicians. Outside school, you could visit all of your choices. 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trimester with classes in the alternate. Allied facilities and spring trimester became two wallflowers, well suited for each other People just wanted to get out early on externships and visit the programs to which they were applying The selection process did go fairly smmothly, and the rest of the third year was spent matching one s classmates's schedule vs. your own to everyone s self-satisfaction Summer session was fun everyone on their best behavior to try to land good evaluations. We weren't even as paranoid over surgeries Reports would come back every so often about someone and their externship, and everyone would make a mental note Where was Pat Padula? Why her? Don't apply to the one in Virginia unless you're black and would enjoy getting no salary The social highlight of that summer was probably the basketball game at Highland High school with the barbecue party at Al's afterward. Beer, crabs, hamburgers and hot dogs. Don Creen—the game's hero, and a sweet summer night. Second was Mickey's marriage to Florence but who went? Also entertaining were our tennis parties at Pier 30. Thanks to the Walters brothers we were able to eat and drink merrily and serve balls into Novicki s gut at midnight for only a few dollars. The next best socially acceptable thing to partying with all the clinicians was to gossip about them And. rumors flowed like wine as did purported eyewitnesses who would have you believe that you remember who and this doctor and that one were getting it on Either they were having a great laugh on all of us yentas. or they were foolishly brazen. The residency Olympics officially began in August upon receipt of greetings from the IRS' identical twin CASPR. with the zeal of a carnival barker and the judicious promises of an Army recruitment poster, it lured us into a binding pact at the cost of $5.00 per program. Who applied to 67 of them? Did Dave Laver apply to others besides Levine? What. Floyd only applied to Washington Memorial? Which one does Weber have sewn up? Don't waste your money on Parkview; Leona and Bruce Cohen have those spots. The list for Metropolitan grew longer with those who wanted it: jay. Charlie. Bob Heden. Clare. Jimmy D On the average. 20 programs were applied to. School started on September 1st with registration which brought us all together for the last time until our Boards in April. After signing our Catch 22s. we listened to National Board of Podiatry Examiners president Dr. Clarence Bookbinder, who came with tape recorder and a Gibleycsquc lawyer. They extolled what rewards podiatry and mankind would obtain if we would only forget the lawsuit Forget our extra micro test forget our slandered names forget our paid attorneys' fees forget our pride. Under the delusion of incomplete residency applications our class forgot By a vote of greater than two to one The final score: Class of 197ft and P.P.M.S.A. and P.C.P.M. O, National Board of Podiatry Examiners 1, Micro Dept, to receive a future draft choice, and Dean Giblcy 2 for keeping both hats As the year rumbled on. we all stayed pretty much in our own worlds, interrupted only the constant friendly parrying with everyone about residencies. The same rumors from the summer were circulated plus new ones linking Poster and Menacker at Oxford, Jam at Pittsburgh, and McBride at Waldo since Tex spent time there. Izzy firmly established himself unequivocally as class yenta accumulating information and letting parts of it seep out here and there, some times even confusing his close friend Dizzy.' He was unbelievable with rumors for everyone. Interviews came swiftly with Metropolitan. Harris County. Kern. Atlanta, and Flint arriving first Externship trimester was the easiest for everyone to take as we all picked our schedules and programs Word soon came back about the hard work at Doctor's . the disappointment at La Porta's program and the institutions at Rosewood. Met medicine was a drag for most but really offered good medical exposure for those who wanted it Those who didn't tried to get on the E R. or surgery rotations so they could skip. The most embarrassing thing about Met was our inability to enjoy meals gratis like other doctors and students A few people decided to skip externships and wound up before the CAPS committee. It brought to mind a statement from the sixth floor regarding the probable close graduation quarters at the Walnut Street theatre— your class won t be as large Allied Facilities was a mixed bag of experiences and financial committments. Unfortunately, the school still had a financial agreement with PH1HEP. Thus, we were gragged from our office visiting time and the VA hospital to serve for the school The most galling part was reading in Strides how we were waiting in line for the PHIHEP experience P.C.P.M also recieved monies from Uncle Sam so off WE went to the VA hospital to park a mile away .. type 10 page reports and get generalized grief. Allied Facilities also meant having three-to-six weeks off. and travelling all around the Delaware Valley. Remember Fort Dix Pennsylvania hospital with Zulli Pennhurst Whitemarsh Niedermayer s office? Hershey 1977 offered increased lab dissection, good orthopedic lectures, out first snow, and plenty of gossip. There were secret meetings between residency directors and our faculty, and not so secret encounters between residency directors and our students and our faculty and our students. Fourth year clinic was pretty benign for all of us The heaviest thing was Schoenhaus' anger at our class for having condemned his department to the sixth floor. Then, alt of a sudden, an unusual event occurred. As he mellowed out. he became a real teacher. To top it off. people were even claiming that he donated hts salary to the school. We figured that if he kept getting refused tenure he might even become a sensitive, well-liked instructor someday. Yes clinic wasn't bad. If you could escape the residency chatter and had a good rapport with your third year students then you could relax and enjoy such things as Louie's thirtieth birthday complete with a card signed by Jim Bates Mickey playing Santa Claus getting days off in the fall to visit programs . and posing for Ziegler s camera Lemont started injecting calluses and Carville stopped stalking the corridor Everyone started appreciating Jim Rockett and stopped appreciating the idea of a sports medicine clinic Unlike the past, classes were nothing to fight over this fourth year After all. how could you hate Hymes who was trying to teach you how to succeed in business? What business, we still don't know' Wre knew that it had to have something—this podiatry, as Hymes kept mentioning Arden's name. But different color calling cards and two hours of waiting rooms made us query our title Doctor. In rearfoot surgery we finally got to learn about all those procedures which we were being quizzed on at residency interviews Which is the Hoke? or is it Miller or Young you say? Medicine was a series of mini courses in Rheumatology. Diabetes, and Pediatrics. It was Kidawa's way of appeasing our academic lust so he would Never had to say he was sorry And. we finally met Zulli. He was a nice guy who loved to teach, and talked as if he had Anklyosing Spondylitis of the jaw. At least he gave us a six month notice of his required paper As our fourth year progressed, it took us with it. Which was fine for most who wanted to get it over with We were able to look back and see another freshman class struggle with Abe. and Schoenhaus We looked, listened, but rarely spoke as we went, taking everything in stride Donohue as our class' first resident the rumors on Green leaving to California Novicki and Jacobs wanting his job Root's new book the residency lecure series every Wednesday and our P.C.P.M surgical seminar at the Cherry Hill Inn. Spring couidn t have arrived with less grace it did that year. In that first week of April, we were to be slugged with enough events to wake the ghosts of PC.P.M past In order were to come, the CASPR selections National Boards. Part II and the senior dinner dance at the City Line Holiday Inn How ironic was it that we would spend that last big event together, with questionable feelings toward each other as we had nearly four years ago when we arrived at P.C.P.M. for a wine and cheese patty but. time was to mellow and straighten us all out. both those saddenned and those ecstatic, to a state of mind prepared for the ultimate—graduation We hustled those last few months in anticipation of June 4th, getting our affairs in order for travel, and partying whenever we could There was the Alumni dinner, a night with the surgery clinicians, and many good times with just each other . Yet now we have reached near the end of this, our joust with the past And we stand with the present to look forward Reporting the events of nearly four years can be handled variously. Here, the prespectivc was mostly solitary, admittedly retrospect, and possessed by an admixture of bias. The result is a commentary, this author's blend of time and commutativity. It leads to a point which all historians eschew—the end. It has been said that All that goes around, comes around And we leave at graduation, our commencement, a stereoscopic moment of the past and the future. Will we always be the same people? Are we similiar in context to the paradox Le Roi est mort, vive le Roi —the King is dead, long live the King? Hopefully, we have learned to live up to the strengths of our hearts, to mature past our anxieties, to know compassion, and to hold sacred the principles of Hippocrates. Borrowing from Wallace Stevens; If, without sentiment, he is what he hears and sees, and if, without Pathos, he feels what he hears and sees, being nothing otherwise, having nothing otherwise, having nothing otherwise, he has not to go to the Louvre to behold himself A toast to all of us, graduates of P.C.P.M., fellow physicians. Michael A Battey 14