Word: physicians
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...proposed for A.A.P. member ship, the secretary sends cards with the candi date's name on them to all members for their comments. If there is no blackball, the doctor is unanimously elected. Between this elite corps and the American Medical Association (which will take almost any licensed physician not in trouble with the law) are about 165 national medical organizations, each with its own degree of exclusiveness and membership dues ranging from $5 (A.M.A.) to $40 (New York Academy of Medicine...
...ivory cigaret holder announced that he was just about up to date on all current business. He had no comment on Sewell Avery, nor had he yet considered a successor for Frank Knox. As the well-tanned President arrived back in Washington, Vice Admiral Ross T. McIntire, his personal physician, said proudly that his patient had shaken off his winter sniffles and bronchitis, declared: "I am perfectly satisfied with his physical condition . . . excellent shape ... as strong as he was a year...
...inspired Gayn with "an almost pathologi cal curiosity about Japan." When Japan had begun its war with China, Domei did its best to keep Mark Gayn, nattered him, tolerated his anti-Japanese tirades in the Washington Post, even had him vaccinated for cholera and smallpox by the per sonal physician of the commander-in-chief of Nippon's Third Fleet. When Gayn finally walked out and became city editor of the anti-Japanese China Press, he received a brusque phone call from the Japanese naval attache, who informed him that he was officially "disvaccinated...
Owing to war time emergencies, the physician is the only M.D. in town and though 70 years old, blind, half deaf and ignorant of all medical knowledge of the last half century, he manages to deliver all the babies successfully. Typical of his brand of medicine is his reply to an anxious patient who calls him up and asks. "Junior just throw up, doctor. What should I do?" "Clean it up," snaps the tottering doctor as he pursues his work...
Franklin Roosevelt has not had a good winter. Like practically everyone else in Washington, he has had his colds, his touches of sinus, flu, bronchitis. But after Teheran, Rear Admiral Ross T. McIntire, the President's physician, took his patient firmly in hand. Since then the President has rarely missed his two swims a week, has been trying to lighten his 16-hour day. Dr. McIntire now declares the President in good shape. This week Mrs. Roosevelt announced that it would be "a week or so" before he returns to Washington, because, though he looked well when...