Incredible

…I thanked God every time I went to work. I felt I was really welcomed here. This is my home. I am working with people who are all doing the same thing I am doing, and loving it. This hospital was a large 1000 bed teaching facility spread over a number of buildings that were attached at every floor. You could easily walk a mile to get from one end of the complex to the other. Through the years of mergers and acquisitions the hospital system would grow even more massive, and I would get the chance to be part of that expansion. I literally grew up here, and the memories all good. I was born here and later, so would my children. My life’s journey for fourteen years would evolve with the Detroit Medical Center’s expansion.

…I have written other vignettes on my hospital experience as a break from writing the prison chronicles. They were: “From The Beginning,” “The Rookie,” and “Minor Leagues.” I will try not to repeat the experience from those stories but they do represent benchmarks in my growth as a young man at the Detroit Medical Center. The most fascinating thing I felt at this time in my life was the endless possibilities of working here. I could choose anything in the medical field or management to pursue my career. I chose classes that would complete my associates degree but also give me a heads up if I chose to go into the medical field. Even better, I had time to do homework at work as well. It was encouraged as long as my work had been completed. They paid my tuition, and wanted me to be successful.

…I was able to complete mathematics, chemistry, biology, and anatomy by the winter of 1976, two credits shy of meeting the degree requirements. Of all things, I needed to complete a Humanities class. I would do so in the fall of 1977. I didn’t need to rush now. I was enjoying my new job, meeting people, and deciding a career path. I had met a number of employees who had graduated form Detroit’s Cass Technical Highschool, and I found them to be amazing people. They were just as curious of me and wanted to know what prompted me to want to work here. I explained that it was just a coincidence, or spiritual guidance, I believed the latter, I helped a woman with a flat tire. She started asking me questions while I changed it, I felt like she was interviewing me, and she told me all about the Detroit Medical Center. ..My Life’s Journey To Be Continued.. Chronicles 16:8-14