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Meet Dr. Jones
As May 1968 approached my feelings were mixed. I was proud and excited to be graduating from medical school. For the rest of my life my name would be followed by M.D. I was also nervous (o.k. scared) because I was now going to have primary responsibility for patient care. I would at times be the only doctor in the emergency room or maybe even in the hospital where I would be a medical intern and where I would moonlight every Monday night for 3 years. I would literally have life and death responsibility. But I was also confused and concerned about the war in Viet Nam and the draft. Most medical school graduates had to go into the military one way or another. I didn’t believe in the war and I had no intentions to be sent there – I said l would move to Canada rather than go to risk my life for a war I didn’t and still don’t believe was right. But it’s cold in Canada. What about Mexico – I took Latin and German, no habla Espanol.
Fortunately I applied for and got permission to complete all my training and then go into the Air Force for 2 years. The way we were compensated for 12 years of advanced education was to be given rank. So I became Major Wayne Jones. Of course career military officers who had spent years climbing up the ladder were really pleased with me and my fellow physicians getting to start with rank. I actually made myself even more conspicuous my first day by putting my gold leaves on backward. I had requested assignment in San Antonio where they had 2-3 Air Force bases including a teaching hospital atmosphere.
It was a mixed blessing that I was assigned to Sheppard Air Force Base in Wichita Falls, Texas. At Sheppard we had the largest psychiatric hospital facility in the world with 120-150 beds. It turned out to be a great learning experience – especially long interviews with prisoners of war released when the war ended. Some of them had spent over 10 years in solitary confinement.
On the other hand, Wichita Falls, shall we say, is not a tourist attraction. One of my favorite memories is sitting in one of the best restaurants in town – Kings’ Quest. It had linoleum floors, vinyl table cloths and a wine selection that included a $150 bottle of wine – needless to say I never tried it.
After 2-3 days of basic training, yes, "days", I reported to duty as the officer and physician in charge of a 30 bed unit. Several times per week we received new patients from acute psychosis to behavioral problems. We had to keep things moving but our task was made more difficult because of administrative obstacles.
In medical training I was driven by 2 goals – the highest level of scientific understanding of symptoms, illnesses, and treatments and the most practical ways of helping people make their lives and stress symptoms better. In the Air Force the overwhelming emphasis was on the practical administrative options.
My first morning I met my head nurse, Ray. He was short, somewhat overweight and very friendly. He would become my greatest ally. Read More …



