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...Bronfman Foundation awards ($5,000 each) of the American Public Health Association last week. The other winners: Dr. Alexander Langmuir, 55, chief of the U.S. Public Health Service's Communicable Disease Center in Atlanta (the famed "disease detectives"), and Dr. George James, 50, who is now taking the deanship of Manhattan's developing Mount Sinai School of Medicine, after three years as New York City's commissioner of health...
Last week, at 66, Dr. Berry retired from the deanship. Said James Conant: "This appointment was the best job I ever did while president of Harvard." To succeed Dr. Berry, President Nathan M. Pusey has recruited Dr. Robert Higgins Ebert, 50, from the determinedly progressive medical faculty of Western Reserve. Son of a physician and brother of another, Minneapolis-born Dean Ebert (A.B., Chicago, '36; Rhodes scholar and D. Phil., Oxford, '39; M.D., Chicago, '42) now has one of the most difficult assignments a medical man can have: being...
...past, he has done significant research of his own. After receiving an A.B. degree with highest honors in biology from Princeton in 1921, he went on to Johns Hopkins Medical School where he finished second in his class in 1925. (Interestingly enough, his successor to the deanship, Robert H. Ebert, is another "outsider": A.B. and M.D. both from the University of Chicago.) After further training at Johns Hopkins, Berry moved to the Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research in New York City. In 1932, he became professor of Bacteriology, head of the department of Bacteriology, and associate professor of Medicine...
...once the bubble burst. When Queen Anne died, the Tories were summarily turned out of office. Swift was lucky to be left with a dreary benefice in Dublin, the deanship of St. Patrick's Cathedral. The shock permanently damaged his mind. All his nightmares of rejection recurred: he suffered fugues of persecution in which delusory daggers and imaginary nooses pursued him. "I am left to die," he wailed, "like a poisoned rat in a hole...
With his waddling walk and jolly demeanor, pudgy Sevilla-Sacasa does not look very ambassadorial, but he has splendid qualifications for the deanship: a lot of pocket money, a large capacity for cocktails, an imperturbable stomach, a gift for small talk and a good memory. He takes his deanly duties seriously. "Thirty years ago," he clucks, "diplomats were expected to be aware of all phases of diplomacy before they came to Washington. Not so today. They need help, and this is what I am here for." One highly important help is Sevilla-Sacasa's method for introducing a newly...