Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #269

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #269

Chapter Fifteen

HOSPITALITY

…The Florida court system in 1946 is stacked up with ever increasing lawsuits, due in large part to the exponential increase in the number of attorneys…

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“You said you were going to retire this year, James,” reminds Abigail Ferrell-Ferrell to her husband.

“I said that I would consider it and I have. It’s just that Alpha has these nagging little malpractice suits thatLawsuit seem to drag on forever.” It is true. The Florida court system in 1946 is stacked up with ever increasing lawsuits, due in large part to the exponential increase in the number of attorneys and their incessant snooping and digging, for what amounts to manufacturing business.

  • If a baby is born with a birth defect, sue.
  • If a woman develops an infection after delivering the baby, sue.
  • If the husband trips on the hospital stairway while taking his crippled baby and ill wife home, sue.
  • If the receptionist looks cross-eyed at the family when they are readmitted, of course, sue.

“And that hospital he is intent on building, he is going to need as much advice as I can give.”

James Ferrell Lawyer “You are 66 years old and Alpha himself told you that ulcer you had a couple of years ago will come back if you don’t cut back.” Abbey has been the best wife a man can have, not to mention having aged, oh so well. When James looks at her, like he is now, discerning her caring and what wisdom is behind it, he cannot help but see that quaking 15 year old, the scared little girl that had just witnessed the killing of her father, at the hands of the slaves who used to attend to her every need.

“I understand where you are coming from Abbey, but you have been taking such good care of me. I have never felt better.”

There is a knock on the door of their San Luis Lake home. Abbey opens it to reveal the main topic of their discussion.

“Well, A.O. Campbell, your ears must have been ringing. We were just talking about you,” she shares.

“Nothin’ bad I trust. I know I have been takin’ most of your man’s time lately, probably got me on your bad side.”

“Oh nonsense, Doc Campbell, how can a sweet man like you ever cause anyone any harm?”

“I bet you that James has a few names he could offer in that category.”

“Intent is 90% of the law, Alpha and I cannot for the life of me recall you hurting so much as a pesky housefly.”

At a glance, the doctor’s diminutive stature and dapper manner of dress is proof in the putting. He is the physical image of his deportment, from the brim of his crisply brimmed hats to the tips of his perfectly polished shoes.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #249

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…If’n a Negro had done that to a white, someone would’a been hanged by now,..

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“Masta Docta! Come quick!” screams the Campbell houseman as he runs through the back door of the Virginia Street home. “Da Princess is out back and she’s hurt real bad.”

This alarming news was the first they had heard of Olla’s whereabouts for more than a day and it wasn’t good news. Laura Bell would die in her own bed, getting to A.O.’s care too late to do anything for her. She had lost too much blood. James Ferrell was there when she died, as was Cyril Odz, in vain attempt to garner a positive identification of her attackers. There was only time for the grandgirls to give her a final hug, as she drifted away to the care of her Lord in the year 1931.

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That was four years ago and the hurt and outrage has not faded. “This ain’t right, Sheriff. You ain’t Justice2-001Justice2-001gonna let those pups get away with it, are you?” Maggie had lost her mother too soon.

“We’ve been hopin’ one of them would slip up and tell someone about what they did. You would think they would have blabbed about it by now.”

If’n a Negro had done that to a white, someone would’a been hanged by now, even if they din’t do it. Any one of us’ll do jus fine.”

“That’s right, Maggie and ain’t it coincidence that young Wilson was sent out of the country right after? He was helpin’ his daddy one day, goin’ to a fancy Europe school the next. Can’t you drag his woman-beatin’-ass back to ax some questions?” A.O. has no place in his life for violence.

“If we could show a motive or probable cause, the answer is yes. Until then we have to wait for him to come back to Leon County.” Attorney Ferrell is frustrated for sure, but the whole mess has taken the heat off the doctor in some other matters, namely performing an occasional abortion for white families, who want to keep their affairs private.

In recent years, it seems he is being treated with kid gloves, allowing him to operate freely in both the black and white worlds, just as easy as the other. What he doesn’t know is that one is real and the other is smoke & mirrors. The trick is recognizing the smoke for what it genuinely is.

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #245

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…“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests

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“How long ago would you say that was?” asks James, who is attempting to trace the timeline for the seeds of hate..

1923 Bathing Beauties Lyn turns to Sara, “Wasn’t that right after we came back from the Mediterranean?” Sara nods eagerly. That was the trip when Lyn finally confronted her feelings for Sara; from curiosity to commitment, one of those defining markers in one’s life. “That was 1923, eight years ago.”

“Three months and five days,” Sara adds to the accuracy, minus the hours.

“OoooKaaaay,” James confirms. Sara face ratchets up several shades of red. “That would make, Charles is his name, about 18, correct? Yes. And does that fit the profile of those described young men? It does.” Sara is holding her tongue.

“I know this Charles, happens to wear a hat that you have described. He is not really stupid, he just happens to where his heart on his sleeve. I cannot believe he would be capable of something like this.”

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“What if they were liquored up? Heard tell that his uncle Rufus does some moonshinin’ out there in the hills of Georgia,” A.O. suggests.

“Booze does have a way of magnifying a man’s state of mind,” James agrees.

“It turns them into filthy animals!” so much for Lyn’s unbiased opinion of the male condition. She fails to mention that she believes that men are born that way.

“Not all of us, I hope, Miss Hanes. I had the occasion to enjoy more than one cocktail at a meeting last week and never once pinched a waitress, let alone attack an elderly woman. My wife, Abbey, even suggests I do it more often, you know, an outlet from dealing with everyone else’s problems.”

“I guess I shouldn’t let bad experiences taint my views. I apologize.”

Cobblestone (olla)-001“No need, I think I understand.” He does understand and has no problem with the domestic situation in the home he is seated. It will not affect how he feels about either of them. “Well, Alpha, I think we should be going. These fine ladies have helped us tremendously. Thank you for the iced tea. Sure tastes good on a steamer day like this.

“Try not to dwell on this matter, Sara. If you do, then these creeps will have caused another to suffer needlessly.”

It is too late for that.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #244

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #244

…I don’t imagine the Wilson clan favors you much. From what I hear, they still blame you for their daughter’s poor condition…

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Attorney Ferrell has several suspects in mind. “What about that family who were squatting on you land on Campbell Lake? They weren’t too happy when you had my brother-in-law, you know, Agnes’ husband Chief Odz, tear down their shack and kick them off the land. That wasn’t too long ago and I am leery of desperate red-necked people with most of their teeth missing.”

“I felt nothin’ septin’ bad ‘bout that. It wasn’t even my idea to give them the boot. They shouldnt’a let their critters run loose, ‘specially those ‘noxious pigs. You could smell them all the way to city hall.”

That is descriptive enough to get Lyn to find an excuse to leave the room. “I’ll make us some iced tea.”

“No, they fit the anger profile, but I think Miss Fenwick’s nose would have been a part of her scrutiny. And then there were the clothes…” He eliminates the gypsies from suspicion. “I don’t imagine the Wilson clan favors you much. From what I hear, they still blame you for their daughter’s poor condition.

“I feel bad ‘bout that too, but you got the judge to see the facts, that they told me that she had reaction  to penicillin when she had strep throat two weeks before. Hank Palmer gives it to her over at A&M. By the time I saw her – and I was a last resort far as the family was concerned – rheumatic fever had set in for good.”

“You don’t have to convince me, Doc, but I don’t think that the facts matter to them.”

“Mister Ferrell?” Carolyn Hanes has been listening closely, knowing more than a little about intrigue and it seems a little about the Wilsons. “I may know something helpful.”

“At this point, any information would be of use.”

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“Well, it has been a number of years, but I remember securing a room for an editor of mine at the time and it was at a Sherman Wilson Inn. When you mentioned that name, it made me think about what happened when I helped check the editor in.

“He happened to be black, which really has nothing to do with anything other than staying in the Negro rooms. That is not fair to begin with, but it is a precocious, what I would guess 10 year old boy, that I recall most. He refused to take the bags to the room and was as rude a young man as I ever met. The look of hate on that boy’s face is an image that I have repeated many times in my works about the South.”


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #243

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…“Laura Bell is the scrappiest woman I know. I bet she gave ‘em all they could handle, Jimmy!” A.O. has known his wife’s mother for most of his life…

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Amidst all this relational banter, there is a knock on their door. Carolyn gets up to see who it is.

“Good day, my name is, James Ferrell. This is my client, Doctor Alpha Omega Campbell. May we speak with Sara Fenwick, please?”

Lyn glances back at Sara, who motions them in.

“How are you doing, Miss Fenwick? I understand you had quite an evening last.”

Lawyer James   “That would be an understatement, Mr. Ferrell. It seems I see ghosts that are both covered with blood and five yards of my best rayon. My friend and I have been discussing possible connections to my mildly depressive tendencies.”

“First off, we do not dismiss your account of last evening out of hand. I know it looks like you were seeing things, but I have a feeling we are dealing not with common thieves, rather very intelligent and purposed individuals. With that said, can you tell us anything about the men you saw fleeing the scene?”

Sara is delighted at the prospect that she is indeed sane. “Oh, thank you, good sir… let me see… I Detectives Handbookbelieve they were younger, judging by how fast they could run. One of them was wearing one of those new hats, a variation of the tam-o’-shanter – they’ve been wearing them for years in Europe.” Of course Sara would use fashion as a point of reference. “And their clothes were by no means shabby, which is odd for common thieves.”

“Good observation, Miss Fenwick.” James Ferrell had his theories. “I believe that robbery was not the motive. Do not take this wrong lady and you A.O., but had they been Negroes, which the location of the crime would indicate, we would never have a chance to solve Olla’s disappearance.”

“Laura Bell is the scrappiest woman I know. I bet she gave ‘em all they could handle, Jimmy!” A.O. has known his wife’s mother for most of his life.

“That may have worked against her, Alpha and if my suspicions are correct, the people who may have done this, probably think they hate her, without ever having met her.” Because they are going to do their best not to involve the police, he is doing his best impersonation of a detective. “Who doesn’t like you, Doc? I know you don’t have a vengeful bone in your body, but others cannot get over whatever bothers them.”

A.O. uses the hanky from his suit jacket to wipe sweat from his bare forehead. Always the three-piece suit; he does everything but sleep in his suit of clothes. “I sense lotsa envy from whites, not likin’ what me and Maggie have, but hate, thatsa fearsome ‘motion. The Lord tells us to love our neighbor as we would want to be loved. Can’t think of no one, right off, but I’ll keep on recollectin’.”

Continued


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #240

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…Back when A.O. first required legal counsel, it made absolute good sense for the experienced and Campbell family-friendly Ferrell to rise to his defense…

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Alpha Omega Campbell had indeed returned to his house to retrieve his chauffeur driven Cadillac, but he would not go directly to the police station. Instead, he is heading for San Luis Lake and the Ferrell Hillside Estate.

    There is a two-fold reason for him publicly pooh-poohing the innocent Miss Fenwick’s tale of terror. He and his family have been threatened before, but if his worst fears were to be correct, he best stay out of the way of these men.

Secondly, should the police become involved, they would possibly get wind that he had started to perform early term abortions; not many in the grand scheme of things, but it is becoming known that if you want to keep your affairs private, go see Doc Campbell. The fact that the vast majority of these girls happen to be white only serves to complicate matters.

He guesses that the brothers and friends of one, Esther Wilson, may be retaliating for him not diagnosing her scarlet fever soon enough, leaving the young woman a mere shadow of her former self. They had been pursuing legal means, but they are well aware that the doctor’s attorney has never lost a malpractice suit.

James Ferrell Lawyer One object of the Wilson anguish is James Ferrell. He and wife Abigail Ferrell- Ferrell have made Hillside their home for obvious reasons. It did not make sense for them to build a house of their own, San Luis Lake-001considering that father John had died as a civilian casualty of the Great War and Martha, now nearing 80 years of age, suffers from acute dementia, requiring around-the-clock care.

Back when A.O. first required legal counsel, it made absolute good sense for the experienced and Campbell family-friendly Ferrell to rise to his defense, whenever necessary. And as time goes on and medicine enters fields and territories previously untouched or undiscovered, having a good lawyer is nearly as good as having a sharp scalpel.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #232

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…Attorney James Ferrell stands, tall in the glow of justice done, with a feeling that he has just participated in a piece of genuine history…

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“Your honor, I would ask the court to dismiss the charges against my client,” pleads attorney Ferrell on behalf of the 34 year old woman seated beside him, having returned to Florida to face the court. “No crime has been committed.”

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“I object, your honor! Mr. Ferrell obviously has an interest in Miss Paul’s cause, even to the point ignoring the laws of the state of Florida,” entreats an assistant district attorney.

“Normally I would agree with you, counselor,” states the robed arbiter, who has soberly (and secretly) already reviewed this case and nothing anyone will say this day will change his decision, “but I have interviewed witnesses of that January meeting and I believe that Miss Paul had no way of knowing the magnitude of response she would receive, meaning the size of her audience and the logistics required thereof.” He reaches for a paper handed him by the bailiff, holding it up for interested parties to see. “This a copy of a permit issued in the name of Alice Paul, requesting and granted permission to hold a rally on 20 February 1920. There are no stated restrictions herein.”

“Why didn’t you tell me she had a permit!” yells the chief of police at his lead detective. They are caught with their pants down, having had proceeded with their hearts, not their heads.

  “I am not in favor of wasting the time of this court, not to mention forcing this woman with great inconvenience,” castigates the judge. He reviews the evidence, the paper trail, if you will, continuing, “I should never have allowed this to degrade to this point Miss Paul, and the state of Florida owes you an apology. Case dismissed. This court is adjourned.”

“All rise,” urges the bailiff. The entire chamber does so, populated mostly by credentialed newspapermen and photographers, interested in this story of national merit.

James Ferrell stands, tall in the glow of justice done, with a feeling that he has just participated in a piece of genuine history.

“I want to thank you,” Alice Paul tells her Florida attorney, not a stranger to courtrooms around some of the other 47 states, but such is her dedication to the cause of suffrage. “I never know how situations like this are going to turn out.”

“You can thank Mrs. Love for my services and as for me; I guess I just happened to be holding the goose when it laid the golden egg.”

“I’ve been called many names, but never a goose, Mr. Ferrell, but if I have enhanced your career, I am pleased. Perhaps this is a precedent and I can be left alone.”

“Your cause is just and please call on me if you are wronged again.”

“Forgive me if I if I wish never to see another courtroom.”

“Yes, I see your point. You deserve better.”

  Sometimes:


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