This blog is for the Stickney family, and from my branch of it, I send prayers out to all in Boston tonight, who have friends or family who ran in today's Marathon. There are so many out here with some sort of connection to Boston. The people in my immediate family who would watch the news tonight have passed away, but I can send them. To all of you with love.
My Great Grandfather Stickney went to Tufts Medical School in it's first or second class. I did some research on it when my Gram, his daughter, was aging. It turned out to be the 100th anniversary of his graduation. It was interesting. The first medical school class was a three year curriculum. The second class could opt out or take the extra year they instituted that year. I never was able to find out if he did three years or four, but was amazed at how many women were in the classes during those first years. Medical schools were in their infancy in America, as were many educational concepts, schools, and methods of teaching.
He was very interested in the kids. He was the Essex County Coroner for many years, as well as the school physician. He was in his 90's, and was concerned about an issue at the school. He was walking home from a school meeting when he was the fatal casualty of a hit and run driver.
My Gram showed me a picture of him when I was small. Her emotion about the photo made me think 'Ah, she just loves her daddy' but when I saw his face, I realized why she loved him so. I send that love to all of you now... And I'll tell you about the teachers after I gather some more data. Prayers for Boston.
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