Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #307

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #307

…“If she turns you down Mr. Ford, you could pick me?” volunteers Dr. Jane. It appears that Friez is thawing…

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“As far as anyone outside this hospital is concerned, Sara Fenwick is just another patient, is that understood?”

All heads nod.

“… Which means, we don’t want to read about “Constance and Ace” helping their friend become a Constance Caraway-001prima ballerina or anything to do with the fountain of youth.”

“Are speaking about little old me?” Lyn asks with a coquettish tilt of her head.

  “You got away with exposing secrets once before, acting all innocent and ignorant, so don’t think we aren’t watching you.”

“I’m flattered by the attention, Ben, but Bob and I are about to start another project as soon as we feel Sara is safe.”

“From this time forward, we control who knows what and when. The general public wouldn’t know what to do with information about Sara.”

Vertical-001 “You have my word, Ben, my wife will behave herself,” Mr. Ford assures.

          Carolyn Hanes has to think over what she just heard. “Wife? That means we’d have to be married and the last time I checked–.”

          “We can take care of that here in Washington. They have a chaplain and a chapel here at the hospital. What do you say?”

          “Wouldn’t we be spoiling a perfectly good friendship?”

“If she turns you down Mr. Ford, you could pick me?” volunteers Dr. Jane. It appears that Friez is thawing.

“He slurps his soup, Dr. Jane.”Vertical-001

          “So do I.”

          “He has a trick knee.”

          “I can fix that.”

          Hmmmm, I got it, she thinks. “All his underwear and socks have holes in them.”

          “Lyn?” Bob steps in.

          “Darn… socks I mean!” one last try for the doctor.

Lyn always has to feel like she is in control, even when she is not, hence her bantering with Dr. Friez. Even though this marriage thing is not her idea, secretly having considered it in rare quiet bravomoments, she is cornered.  “Since I seem to have competition Bob, I think it’s time we got hitched, fly-boy!”

The conference room erupts in raucous applause. The once stern and professional staff are quickly becoming like family. The coming years, the ongoing contact, with Sara at the center, will only reinforce that kindred ness.

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Image result for capitol balletAt the gymnasium in another wing of the huge hospital, Sara is being coached by the choreographer for the Capitol Ballet. She will be happy for Lyn and Bob, because her memories of love and life are but a faint flickering ember. One night in Ceylon took care of that.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #299

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…“She was quite a dish, I hear. A bronze skinned beauty with fetching brown eyes that could consume a mere mortal man,” she says with a writer’s flair…

Beautiful Caribbean by Colin Garland

Beautiful Caribbean by Colin Garland

I know you and I never really talked about it… but we were lovers.”

There, she said it out loud.

Ford has had to deal with the notion before this moment; yet another slightly askew aspect to the last half of his life. “I figured as much, watching you two interacting on the Clipper and such.”

Lyn takes a step back. “No wonder that subject never came up. And to think I was terrified of what you would think, if you knew about us.” It wasn’t that Lyn never liked men. She and Sara just kind of happened. “Then why did you? … You asked me to the reception?! … Oh I get it divide and conquer! Get those girls apart and you would win my heart, was it?”

on-my-mind“Well, sort of. I really did need an escort you know and you do clean up real good,” even though he had his hands full at the time. “I was quite taken with you Lyn, I must say, but the heart thing was not foremost on my mind. And my 2nd officer, Rod, he wouldn’t stop talking about that Sara woman. Yes, we had been away from base for a while, but we were both unattached. No harm in trying.  It seemed like a natural fit for the evening and we didn’t have any expectations. Hell, we were staring 12,000 miles of  in the face… half the world away from New York and no charts to guide us.”

“I was just giving you a hard time Bob, you guys were perfect gentlemen.” More than that, she recalls she had a great time and liked the feeling of being on a man’s arm for a change. “You know, this is a great-great story, one that should be told. It would be a shame to let it slip into the cracks of history.” The gears in Lyn’s brain were grinding away. Constance Caraway could use some time off, The Hawaiian Spy-001surely having to do with that Ace Bannion guy, so, “Would you be open to collaborating with me…”

“Isn’t that what your book The Hawaiian Spy was about?”

“I meant collaborating on a book about you … and the flight of the Pacific Clipper. A story like that almost tells itself. And I can get it right from the horses’ mouth. I’m regret missing the last half of your odyssey.”

Ford inserts a pregnant pause in the previously running conversation. There is more to the story than she wants to know. He waits for the right time to let slip a gem, “But then you would find out about that girl in Port ‘O Spain.”

Lyn counters by subtly raising her eyebrows. She maintains a matter-of-fact facade. “She was quite a dish, I hear. A bronze skinned beauty with fetching brown eyes that could consume a mere mortal man,” she says with a writer’s flair.

Image result for writing with flair   How cool was that?

Now he is confused. He thought he coming of as ‘I was only kidding’, but there was that one night when they were refueling. It could have been that homemade rum, or consuming relief that they had made it across the Atlantic Ocean without tasting its salty water, but he didn’t remember why he awoke in this woman’s bed.

What he did not know, is that Lyn was merely guessing. He says nothing.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #298

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…What began in Ceylon has landed Bob Ford in the midst of a dream; some of it good, some of it bad, all of it surreal…

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Exploding Raphaelesque Head by Salvador Dali

Bob Ford has been down this slippery path every step of the way. If it were not bizarre enough to be caught on the wrong side of Pearl Harbor, eleven years ago he lost a passenger named Sara Fenwick to what he thought was a random act of foul play. Now today he is looking up into the sky he has flown for decades, wondering where one of those flying disks is going to turn up next.

He has mixed emotions about the creatures that are in those ships, poking, probing, and playing God as they go about their merry way. God forbid that these out-of-this-world creatures ever choose to do Earth harm.

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Yet, if not for “them”, he would not have had continuing contact with Carolyn Hanes, the woman who would become his new wife; no New Mexico, no Vincent Smith, no Newt Swakhammer, no vanishing women… hence no Mrs. Ford.

What began in Ceylon has landed him in the midst of a dream, some of it good, some of it bad, all of it surreal.

“When Sara gets back this time, and I cannot believe I’m going to say this, but I think we should tell Sgt. Smith what is going on. One of these times she won’t come back and we will be kicking ourselves in the ass for not trying to get help. We don’t know how to deal with things like this and I’m not sure we should suffer in silence.”

“He could be demoted to Corporal Smith by now. He hasn’t handled this whole mess very well, because if he had, he would have kept Sara from the beginning and none of this would have ever happened. I think the whole bunches of them were caught off guard.” If ifs and buts were candy and nuts, we’d all have a very merry Christmas, she thinks. “In a way, I wish I never had gone there.”

Ouch  Ouch, that hurts Bob, “Without New Mexico, you would be without one interesting book and one terrific guy, I’ll have you know!”

“That’s supposed to be my line, mister. What has happened to that humble, quiet Bob Ford? Has he been abducted as well?”

“I don’t remember anything about last night.” His face goes blank, feigning a vacated mind… bad choice. Last night was pretty memorable in the romance department. It gets him a punch in the arm. Ouch. Seriously, maybe they will do a better job of protecting her? We don’t even know when she was snatched this time, or if the aliens have her at all. Maybe she forgot where she was and is just plain lost. We are running out of options.”

“I know, Bob, but I feel like we are abandoning her. She doesn’t have any friends beside us.”

          “What about her family?”

          “Her mom and dad are dead and her brother won’t have anything to do with her, ever since she moved in with me. He could not get past how close we were.” Lyn draws a deep breath from a hidden part of her being. “I know you and I never really talked about it… but we were lovers.”

          There, she said it out loud.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #242

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…You don’t think that I’m going crackers, do you, Lyn?…

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“Oh, Lyn,” using her pet name, “I don’t know what I would do without you,” declares Sara, Cobblestone (olla)-001subsequent to hugs and kisses therapy, currently in the cuddling mode. “When I left the house this morning, I thought it was going to be a quiet day.”

“I guess we will have to make this day quiet, Hon. I rang up Jenny Hawkins. She said was happy to get out Friends & Lovers-001of her stuffy apartment and come to work. All you have to do is tell me what designs you want her work on between customers.” Carolyn Hanes, a writer by trade and not an unaccomplished one at that, has much to do with Sara’s success as well. She is organized, detail oriented and proactive, all of which help her help Sara and her business. It does not go unnoticed.

You don’t think that I’m going crackers, do you, Lyn?

“Not any more than normal!”

“Oh, you! You would think I would have learned my lesson by now.” She mockingly pounds her partner’s chest, formerly cradling her head with bosomy comfort. “Really, I am very serious. Do you think I could have invented that bloody body in my mind?”

“Well, there are your dreams, the ones that have you flying like a bird,” an example only known by someone close. “I have vivid dreams as well, you know where I naked on a Roman daybed and you and ten lovelies are fanning and feeding me grapes. But yours seem to be real to you at the time and mine is merely a polygamous fantasy.” As a friend, it is Lyn’s duty to be honest and writers tend to be amateur psychiatrists anyhow, without the shingle dangling outside the front door.

“You don’t need ten other women tending to you, dear one,” Sara urges.

 “Yes, yes, you keep telling me that, but you can’t blame a girl for dreaming.”

There is little chance that either of them would abandon one for another.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #236

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…In Herbert Love’s world there is only black and white; grays exist only in the clouds of a dreary day or the color of his favorite suit…

What can you say about Herbert Love? Certainly not enough can be put in earthly terms, whereby only God in his holy wisdom can fathom the depth of such a person as Herb. If it were only for his impact on a single family, the Campbells, or just A.O. for that matter, his time on this world was well spent.

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Love Dairies2-001But it goes well beyond helping to free a family from slavery, or giving the Tallahassee area a fine, fine physician. There is the legacy of his stint as Secretary of Agriculture. It has and always will be an example for those who have followed. He was a man of conviction, never once betraying his morals or beliefs.

In Herbert Love’s world there is only black and white; grays exist only in the clouds of a dreary day or the color of his favorite suit. There is right and there is wrong and very little in-between. You would be surprised how amazingly uncomplicated life is when you live within that reality. Straightforward, upright, just; three words that best describes the man who is sorely missed in the midst of his dear country’s most trying times.

Very the same can be said for his life’s partner, Phoebe. A wise man once said, ‘There is nothing on this Earth quite like a godly woman.’ And he could not have been more right. Her sweet quiet spirit touched everybody that knew her. Not high profile, just highly noble.

Christian thing to do-001And the humbly and freely shared her wisdom with the young women of greater Quincy, some going so far as to suggest that she found a school for young ladies. The advent of the emancipated woman, so-called flappers, empowered by the right to vote and Image result for r.i.p.generous exposure of the female knee, had really taken its toll on ladylike demeanor. Had she been younger, she would have welcomed that formidable challenge. Instead, a few lucky mothers were able to rest easy, secure in the knowledge that their girls rubbed elbows with the very best. That is why perhaps the finest acting performance of all time is her portrayal of Cinderella’s wicked step-mother, otherwise trivializing a glorious septuagenarian tenure.

The Loves were special people. Neither did one dwell without the other, happily consorted, having reaped their bountiful harvest and going on to the greater reward in the Heavenly Kingdom. The world of 1935 is a poorer place without them.

Black and White” is a song written in 1954 by David I. Arkin and Earl Robinson. The most successful recording of the song was the pop version by Three Dog Night in 1972, when it reached number one on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #225

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… So at home, so at ease is the doctor with a virtual stranger, that the sofa/bed goes unused this January night in Atlantic City….

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George Lewis’ body language implies that the ten dollars is waived for a completely different something. He ushers her to his leather couch, where again, Maggie Lou mysteriously offers no blatant resistance.

In the ensuing ten minutes, he unfastens her gartered nylons, pulls down her panties, lifts up her dress, and initiates intercourse. There is no explaining this impromptu tryst, although her husband is so dedicated to his medicine that their shared intimate moments are, perhaps, a temporary casualty of the influenza; attention deficits being a verifiable negative factor in a marriage, though not a good excuse. So she allows this middle aged white man to have his way with her, absolutely unaware of the consequences.

Meanwhile Caption-001 So at home, so at ease is the doctor with a virtual stranger, that the sofa/bed goes unused this January night in Atlantic City. What is it about, being a thousand miles and five days away from your real home, that can justify infidelity? Never once does he mention his Maggie, neither is he asked. But there is no denying the passion that is shared, given and taken by equally lonely souls, even though a chance for future relations are unlikely; absolutely unaware or caring of the consequences. “May I stop by tonight? I must be leavin’ tomorrow mornin’, unless my brother doesn’t turn up, then I would be goin’ today.”

“I would be hurt if you didn’t.” It is hard to turn down the pleasures of the flesh. “I will pray you find him.” She allows herself to pursue what will be false hope beyond the next 24 hours.

Meanwhile Caption-001“Completely forgot you be comin’, Alfrey. Where’d you stay?”

          A.O. Campbell would not leave town without seeing his brother, regardless of his encounters the night before; daylight has a way of ferreting out the dark side of human nature. “I found a place down the street, no big deal, Hosey,” completely understating the perks of his overnight stay.

 “Good to hear!” Hosey slaps his younger brothers on the back, nearly depositing him face down on the front porch of his “hotel”. “Come on in.”

  A.O. feels secure enough to venture inside, something he ran from the previous eve. It is already mid-morning and Hosey’s girls are beginning to stir, having completed their graveyard shift duties. One of them looks familiar. She acknowledges their familiarity. “Why, hello there sugar pie.”

“I see you’ve met Flo.” He nods timidly. “Dint you offer Alfrey a room?”

“I sure did, Hosey, but he ran off with some Latin before I could get him inside.” She was actually offended by his turning her down, not knowing he enjoyed the same favors in  decidedly better surroundings, without the threat of sexually transmitted disease.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #207

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…A.O. Campbell is not going to marry Maggie Lou until everything is in place – and that means everything; automobile, house and picket fence in Tallahassee…

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As unceremoniously as possible, Alpha Omega Campbell and Maggie Lou Ferrell were wed on the 30th day of January 1918. It had been a foregone result of a relationship that had produced another Alpha Campbell, of the female variety, in the middle of August, the previous year. But it’s not like they are not in love, despite the production of their love child and the stigma involved surrounding such unions.

Laura Bell has been chagrined all the way along. She had insisted, even before their indiscretion, that A.O. marry her Maggie. They were both plenty old a year ago, when Maggie was nineteen going on twenty, before Laura’s Thanksgiving pleadings, but NO. When Doctor Alpha Omega Campbell makes up his mind, nothing is going to change it. He is not going to marry until everything is in place – and that means everything; automobile, house and picket fence in Tallahassee.

One must take into account that his decision was made after the reading of John Ferrell’s will. At 21 she will own more land and properties than anyone in Leon County. He had known how wealthy his wife-to-be will be, but ‘the time is not right’.

 But he does not do what is right in most everyone’s eyes. He should have married her the minute he determined that Maggie Lou was “with child”.

Lost in the shuffle is that his daughter Alpha, would have made John Ferrell a grandfather, had he survived his voyage back from his Scottish homeland. He had had the foresight to lay the groundwork for Maggie to have a comfortable life. Too bad he had to die in order for that to come about and he is typically, conveniently away from the fray of his causing.

But in fact, there is a solid foundation that will help to carry the newlyweds past their early inauspicious behavior. Their bonding goes way back, back when Ziggy-001the now doctor was playing with Ziggy’s medical bag and the then baby Maggie was the baby being cared for. On any level, neither can remember life without the regular presence of the other. The love they share is about fondness and stability; comforting to the bone, with an accent on forever.

Their home life is actually very warm, the picture of a couple that is thriving, without the cares of just scraping by, as is the case with their peers – if they had any. A.O. and Maggie are young, black (or some combination thereof), born of slaves (or some form of), and seriously well-to-do. Each of the previous items is an image which opposes the world in which they live and work. One must be reminded that, at this time, doctors are respected, but not always commensurately compensated for their efforts. Just as illegitimate female children rarely are heir to miniature empires.


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