Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #57

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #57

 … Some form of dementia causes John to wander aimlessly about, no sense of whether he is afoot or on horseback…

Here at the stable, in the lamplight, John Ferrell opens the mysterious envelope that had briefly distracted him that morning, nearly forgotten.

This is what it said:

A sudden fever sweeps through John Ferrell, likely flush with excess cerebral blood flow, driven by a racing pulse. The thought of this happening to him was the last thing on his mind, nor had he been exactly consumed by guilt in the intervening months since that hot and dusty July day; all that has changed, starting right now.

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 Some form of dementia causes John to wander aimlessly about, no sense of whether he is afoot or on horseback, as if in a daze. Sitting, standing, vertical or horizontal, no matter his position, nothing jives with reality. All he knows is that when he heads toward his San Luis Lake mansion, he must turn away.

More than an hour passes before he can right himself. He returns to the stable, straightening the crumpled edges of the paper in his pocket. This time he sees the need to act, grabbing a lantern to light his way to the lake, formulating a plan as he goes. His subconscious has been a step ahead of his consciousness.

Laura Bell, thinking that had he intended on meeting her, thought he would have been there by now. The delay causes doubt. Her world seems to be falling apart. Her future at the only job she’s ever had, is obviously about to end.

  There is no reason to ruin perfectly good footwear, so she undoes the high ankle buttons, places them the bench and descends into the calm waters of San Luis Lake, without capturing the one last deep breath that would sustain her for a couple of minutes. She has no intentions of surviving…


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #41

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…Who are you talkin’ to n____r?” Pigface enters unexpectedly; rounds being made by a round man…

The fifth of October 1896 passes without notice of an extra pair of hands, save a near extra bale of fluffy white fiber. Production overshadows any reason why, especially since there is some form of insect cutting into the yield. Jefferson Smythwick will never acknowledge that he is pleased with his workers.

“You did good, Mister Haley,” compliments Willy, who checks up on one tired lad. “I’ll bring yo supper shortly.”

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“Grits and gravy again?”  He has to ask. “I would really just like a chunk of bread, if you can spare it. I lost a night’s sleep to the outhouse yesterday and we’ll be on the run soon. No time to stop!” Time only for action. “Now you make sure to have everyone ready. When the moon clears the stable roof, I will meet you at your shack.” Jacob Haley has a serious look. “Are you sure you can get us to the tracks in the dark?”

It is too late to wonder, but Willy answers, ”Yessir, did so last eve, most likely while you were on the throne.” He speaks of the one person shed which covers a hole in the ground with a crescent moon cutout on the door.

“Very funny Willy. Not everyone’s constitution is used to pure pork grease.”

Willy looks up to the loft and sneers. “That’s right, causin’ we can’t be a stoppin’ along the way.”

Who are you talkin’ to nigger?” Pigface enters unexpectedly; rounds being made by a round man.

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Willy Campbell freezes, trying to pretend he was stretching his back, arms reaching for the sky saying, “I was tellin’ the horses to be ready for an early day in the morn, don’t you know.”

         Darkies Talkin’ to the animals… you’re ‘bout ready for the ol’ nigger pile, the one your woman’s mamma should be on… addled and useless,” he rambles. “You ain’t been kicked in the head or worse makin’ your own shine, have you? You been actin’ a fool lately.”

“Oh no sir, no sir, no demon rum fo’ me,” he claims emptily.

“You best pray it ain’t your brain goin’. We ain’t feedin’ no wacked out darkies on Sumter.”

A hidden and listening Haley will make sure Pigface won’t have to bother needlessly overseeing a family that deserves better.

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #20

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #20

…When two human beings hit it off, female/male in this case, the chemistry can be notable and not easily mistaken…

“You are burning daylight. Lake Killarney ain’t around the corner, Martha, closer to Georgia

Panhandle Dawn

than Tallahassee.” There is genuine concern in John Ferrell’s voice. He loves his family, though the time he spends working helps makes up for a general shortfall of attention given to him.

Perhaps the stabilizing factor in their relational equation is the former Martha Gaskell, eight years his senior. She had already graduated from Vassar College, the all-girl school in Poughkeepsie, when she met an 18 year old Scottish freshman from Columbia University. She is in the big city researching topics at its arts library. Young John has a part-time job as a research assistant. Martha thinks John does a wonderful job. She visits with him frequently, not coincidentally, whenever their paths cross in a library that covers a New York City block.

When two human beings hit it off, female/male in this case, the chemistry can be notable and not easily mistaken. It must be the random nature of the phenomenon, circumstances apart from the machinations of mankind. Sometimes we are much better off leaving it in the hands of the Master. It is heavenly great, and what’s more, a part of a real plan; as plotted by God, who knew us even before we were born.

The attraction is deeply mutual, to the point that Martha is taken home to Florida for a visit. During Christmas break of 1879, she meets his family, who own a small general store in Tallahassee, saving every penny to give their son a chance at a better life, the American dream.

We now find Martha and John embracing, at Christmas in July, 1896, unaccustomed to being apart. They rarely spend a day apart; their four post brass bed with two permanent impressions in its feather mattress.

John Ferrell waves heartily at the cloud of dust speeding away at the machine-driven pace of twelve miles per hour.

Paul Cezanne, Mont Sainte-Victoire (1897)


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Background Information

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– Tallahassee Florida

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Tallahassee, Florida
State capital
City of Tallahassee
Top, Left to Right: Tallahassee Skyline, Florida Capitol Buildings, Unconquered statue of Osceola and Renegade at FSU, FAMU's Marching 100, Old St. Augustine Canopy Road, and Cascades Park

Top, Left to Right: Tallahassee Skyline, Florida Capitol Buildings, Unconquered statue of Osceola and Renegade at FSU, FAMU’s Marching 100, Old St. Augustine Canopy Road, and Cascades Park
Flag of Tallahassee, Florida
Flag
Official seal of Tallahassee, Florida
Seal
Nickname(s): “Tally”
Motto: “Florida’s Capital City”
Location in Leon County and the state of Florida
Location in Leon County and the state of Florida
Coordinates: 30°27′18″N 84°15′12″WCoordinates: 30°27′18″N 84°15′12″W
Country United States
State Florida
County Leon
Established 1824
Government
 • Type Commission–Manager
 • Mayor John E. Dailey
Area
 • Total 103.5 sq mi (268 km2)
 • Land 100.3 sq mi (260 km2)
 • Water 3.2 sq mi (8 km2)
Elevation[2] 203 ft (62 m)
Population (2010)
 • Total 181,376
 • Estimate (2014) 188,107
 • Rank 126th, U.S.
 • Density 1,809.3/sq mi (698.6/km2)
 • Urban 240,223 (153rd)
 • Metro 375,751 (140th)
Time zone Eastern (EST) (UTC-5)
 • Summer (DST) EDT (UTC-4)
ZIP code(s) 32300–32399
Area code(s) 850
FIPS code 12-70600
GNIS feature ID 0308416
Website www.talgov.com

Tallahassee /ˌtæləˈhæsi/ is the capital of the U.S. state of Florida. It is the county seat and only incorporated municipality in Leon County, and is the 126th largest city in the United States. Tallahassee became the capital of Florida, then the Florida Territory, in 1824. In 2010, the population was 181,376, and the Tallahassee metropolitan area is 375,751 as of 2014. Tallahassee is the largest city in the Northwest Florida region.

Tallahassee is home to Florida State University, ranked the nation’s forty-third best public university by U.S. News & World Report. It is also home to the Florida A&M University, one of the country’s largest historically black university by total enrollment. Tallahassee Community College is a large community college which serves mainly as a feeder school to both Florida State University and Florida A&M University. Tallahassee qualifies as significant college town with a student population exceeding 70,000.

Tallahassee is a center for trade and agriculture in the Big Bend (Florida) region and Southwest Georgia and is served by Tallahassee International Airport and Interstate 10. As a capital city, Tallahassee is home to the Florida State Capitol, Supreme Court of Florida, Florida Governor’s Mansion, and nearly 30 state agency headquarters. The city is also known for its large number of law firms, lobbying organizations, trade associations and professional associations, including the Florida Bar and the Florida Chamber of Commerce. It is also a recognized regional center for scientific research, and home to the National High Magnetic Field Laboratory.


 Alpha Omega M.D.

People, Places, Things

Main Characters:

DOCTOR ALPHA OMEGA CAMPBELL

MAGGIE LOU CAMPBELL

ALPHA CAMPBELL (Mizzel) – #1 Campbell daughter

LAURA BELL CAMPBELL (McLoud) – #2 Campbell daughter

ZILLAH CAMPBELL (Shirley) – #3 Campbell daughter

FRANKLIN MCLOUD (LAURA BELL)

R. WORTH MOORE – A.O. Campbell attorney

GEORGE LEWIS – Lewis State Bank

Supporting Characters:

Frank Lightfoot – Starke Prison Guard

Warden Hayes – Starke Prison Warden

Charles Wilson – Capital Plaza Hotel

Samuel Goldblatt III – Holiday Inn Hotel Founder 

Vaughn Mizzel (Alpha husband)

Bill Shirley (Zillah husband)

Lettie Golden – Campbell nurse, family friend

Reverend Bill Johnson – Pastor Faith Resurrection Baptist Church

Places & Things:

TALLAHASSEE FLORIDA

FLORIDA STATE PRISON AT STARKE FLORIDA

LEWIS STATE BANK

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FRENCHTOWN

THE LIFE AND TIMES OF A BLACK SOUTHERN DOCTOR is a book that I worked on from 1995 to 2006. It is Hi Fi (historical fiction) that runs from 1896 to 1959. Alpha Omega Campbell M.D. was a real man who began practicing medicine in Tallahassee Florida in 1913.

“And though the man was real (b. 1889 d. 1977) I use his life as a framework for recounting the turn-of-the-century past, all the way thru to his trial for manslaughter in the death of a girl he treated at his clinic. Most all the direct scenes concerning the doctor were real, but I take the events along the way and shape them in a refreshing way. No one else writes Hi Fi (Historical Fiction) like I do.

“Beginning  in March 2-19 I will be posting the book, which has been published and available in print (ISBN 978-1-4691-9018), much like the way I posted CONSTANCE CARAWAY IN 2018, . Feel free to ask questions of me as you read. When you see a book laid out in blocks/scenes, you are able to digest it ONE DAY AT A TIME.”


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #12

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…”I keep this picture with me always,” A.O. relates sadly…

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The entire front right pew rises, there to pass in front of the open mahogany casket enveloping the unique blended beauty of Maggie Lou Ferrell Campbell; part Cherokee Indian, part black, part Scot, an Oster mix of unlikely combination. She is dressed in her favorite pale green satin dress; the very one A.O. has given her to wear on Easter Sunday, 1955.

Upon seeing his beloved, so real, so eternally quiet, he turns to his daughters and pulls out a bent picture from his coat saying, “I keep this picture with me always.” It says on the back:

Me and Mrs. Campbell—–Easter Day 1955

The year our tribulations began. At the time,

we had no thought of the gathering storm

that broke loose in August; you see no

apprehension in our faces. Thanks for looking.’

“Mamma’s as beautiful as ever, the way I think of her always,” adds Laura Campbell lovingly. She has been joined by her husband, a late arriver, who actually did care for his mother-in-law, though he betrays her in the present.

“And where have you been, Franklin McLoud? We waited and waited for you. Alpha and Vaughn brought us here and thank God they did, little Laura was crying for her grandpa.”

Children are a good source of guilt.

No answer.excuses

“What could be so important that you could be so late?” Good question.

As if he could explain. He was supposed to be one of the pallbearers.

“The funeral director had to take your end of the casket. Do you know how embarrassin’ that was?” Laura is usually quiet, slow to anger. Had she known the real reason for his absence, the present anger may have turned violent.

He takes his place beside Laura, silently, dutifully and deceitfully.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 228

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 228

…The P.I. talks to her people before the Comiskey Park Greater Chicago Crusade Revival Grand Finale…

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Constance  is not done reflecting.

“And finally we have THE scientist whose half-life was nearly no life, all because he found out that, that not only he, but just about everyone else had gotten one thing wrong. All this fuss over how old things are! If you can shave years off my age, by all means please do!”

“You would need a huge miracle for that CC!” Ace either douses the nostalgic mood or fans the flames of a tabooed subject.

“At least Worth is a true gentleman,” Fanny chimes in, “he wouldn’t make fun of my age.”

“That’s right, Sweet Crumbs.” Worth drops the other shoe. “All I know is that if youName Tag 1-001 wore high heels, you’d have to duck under the clouds!”

“Sweet Crumbs, oh my, that is a riot!!! Hey Sweet Crumbs, do you give ol’ Worth some of your sugar?”

“Sweet Crumbs is going to strangle Gator, yes the Liti-Gator as in alligator, but notName Tag 1-001 before we make an announcement.” Fanny Renwick rises above the “pet name game” to deliver breaking news. “Worth and I are going back to Tallahassee tomorrow. Doc Campbell needs some help, so Eddie and especially you Rex keep an eye on the house… and make sure that the city of Chicago doesn’t evict the horses.”

“Not to worry Fan, you know that I must have a cousin who works for the city streets and sanitation, buildings, water, fire,” Eddie D. guesses.

Fanny looks at his wife, “The Dombroski’s/Baxter’s got it covered, right Edie?” who nods supportively, appreciating the man who she almost lost twice.

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“Why do I doubt your cousin-power Eddie?” Fanny pauses to bolster spirits on a more personal note. “I hope we can keep both Florida and Chicago working Connie. The local gumshoes here are pretty lame, as are the ones who aren’t are on the take. But you know that we cannot abandon our friends back home, they keep me grounded and it will do us well to stay connected.”

As the weeks in Chicago rolled on, away from their first Christmas outside the Panhandle, the ground that needed covering was wide and it meant that Constance and Fanny had to operate independently of the other. With the unofficial addition of Ace and Worth to the team, the once inseparable women have learned to adapt quite well.

“As long as we can be flexible, you know, when another hot case falls in our laps, I know we can do it Fan.” The two best friends embrace each other in a way that almost encourages the others to give them some privacy.


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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 143

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Constance Caraway P.I. ~ Episode 143

MeanwhileFanny is in Tallahassee

 … the check is made out to The Consolidated Association of Surgical Hospitals, I leave off the “the”…

What can you tell me about old man Lewis,” Fanny Renwick has examined the finances of the married couple in question and is narrowing down the irregularities. She is speaking with someone who should know plenty about the banker. Not only does Lewis own the mortgage to LBMH, but Alpha Campbell suspects that his wife may have had a tryst with him. Had he not had an affair of his own, it would have been more of an issue.

Worth Moore and Agatha Ambrose are also in the reception area of Laura Bell Memorial Hospital, with Fanny as they investigate the financial shenanigans of their client’s husband lewis state bankAngus. Moving money, for the sake of hiding it, does not make for marital harmony and George Lewis of Lewis State Bank may be in cahoots with the Scot.

“Well ya know, he is friends with Maggie Lou,” states the doctor, “and even gave us the money for this place three years ago, $300,000 dollars.”

“That’s about how much is missing from your joint savings account,” Fanny concludes while Agatha reacts to the sizeable sum. “Where do you send your mortgage payment to Doc?”

Fanny is on to something, suspecting that missing assets were being laundered, away from prying eyes.

“It’s to one of those newfangled post office boxes they have, no street address. Heck, I could be sendin’ our money to a total stranger.

“Here, I have the number: P.O. Box 13 Tallahassee Florida USA. I tried to give it to the bank directly, but Lewis said my $289 dollars should paid by check to that there box.”

“And made out to whom?” Moore hesitates to guess.

“The Consolidated Association of Surgical Hospitals… I leave off the “the”.”

C-A-S-H is the acronym. That is not funny!” The doctor is 62 years old, but Fanny does not suspect senility. She knows what it’s like to have blind faith; trusting, innocent and the opposite of wary. “I think we should find out who rents that post office box.”


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