Six years ago today, January 29, 2003, I was swept off my feet by Mary Beatrice Sullivan in the afternoon just outside the Southwest Airline terminal at the Raleigh-Durham, NC airport.
It happened the moment Mary got out of her car and walked to open the trunk for me to put my luggage in the
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Usually, I’m a pretty good listener, or at least I think I am. I get lots of opportunities to listen to hard stories at the clinic. Frustration, anger, and fear are just a few of the themes I hear.
Yesterday, one of our new patients called me and said in a self righteous and loud
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This is an inspiring 8 minute documentary on The 1917 Clinic at UAB where I work. It was created by a couple of UAB students for a cinematography class project.
In this video, you will meet some of my extended family and friends at the clinic. It will give you a glimpse of the spirit
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Robin taught me some important lessons soon after I came to The 1917 Clinic at UAB, and I still use them on a regular basis.
One day I was asked by one of our nurses if I would talk with a single mom in her 30’s in one of our exam rooms who was recently
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There were two water fountains at the park near where I grew up in Montgomery, AL.
One was cold, clean, and refreshing. The sign above it said “White.”
The other fountain looked as though it had never been cleaned, and it dispersed warm water on sweltering summer days. The sign above it said “Colored.”
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Normally, you will read my words on this blog. Today is an exception. The following opening prayer of the Presidential inauguration for Barack Obama was given but not heard live on TV or radio. I wanted to share it with others. You can watch and hear it here. Text is below.
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Today is the celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s birthday and his dreams, and I find myself wanting to have dreams of my own.
Dr. King continues to inspire my life which may seem odd for a white boy to say in the heart of Dixie. But it’s true. As a Baptist preacher’s kid
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He walked towards me in the waiting room at the clinic and stuck out his hand with a big smile and said, “Do you know who I am?”
We have over 1600 active patients at the clinic, and my brain was trying to quickly match this familiar face with a name. No luck. It’s like
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The soft voice on the other end of the phone belonged to a 40 something year old African American woman who lives in rural north AL approximately 2 and 1/2 hours from our clinic. She had just found out that she was HIV Positive this week. I called at her physician’s request.
“I don’t have
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When I sit down for Orientation with a newly diagnosed patient, at some point, I lean forward and say,
“We’ve come a long way in treating persons with HIV since I started here in 1994. If you can come to the doctor 2-4 times per year, and if you will take your medicine the way
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