Calling Arizona Home


So all the other Harvard M.D.s are beginning lucrative practices, I remember as late as the early 80’s you’re talking about how
your washing machine didn’t work or something and then basically you are leading a sort of Nomadic…I didn’t have the money to fix it, the point of the story. Right, I was a freelance writer, mostly making a living as a freelance writer and I had written a few books, but I was being a journalist, I financed my travel
through journalism. I did some consulting work. I didn’t really practice medicine
then, although, patients began showing up at my doorstep.
They had read things I’d written or heard me talk and they wanted my advice and I
discovered that I was very good at a few things. One was
diagnosis, which I mostly do by listening to people
carefully and asking questions. And I’m also good at what I call being
a therapeutic marriage broker, knowing who goes with whom, how to
arrange happy alliances between patients and practitioners, whether that’s in the
conventional world or beyond it. Now where does Arizona enter the
picture, why are you here? My car broke down here and that was
in 1973. It was in February of a very warm wet winter, the desert was in full bloom. Took six weeks to get, it was an English
Land Rover that I had driven to South America. It took six weeks to get parts and I
never left. So I would never imagine that I’d be living
in Arizona, it’s turned out to be a very good place for me. Aside from your car breaking down, why
else are you in Arizona? Well I was, I was really entranced by
the natural beauty here and the, I’d say, the mystery beauty of the desert. The flora and
fauna here and especially having grown up in a
row house in Philadelphia, you can imagine, you know, how spectacular Arizona looked.

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