We gathered in the office of the Director of Public Relations/Marketing to discuss the production of a special edition book for the college’s 100th anniversary. The drive into Harlem was chaotic and nerve wracking, and the steady rain didn’t help.
The building, a turn of the century edifice that seems locked into the middle of the block is a work or architectural beauty, until you enter the portals of 100 years of existence. Suddenly, everything becomes small and cramped. The walls seem to close in on you, and as you climb the staircase to each of the five floors and down into the basement, you get the feeling that maybe, just maybe, there is a ghost or two climbing the staircase with you!
Today I was being escorted throughout the building on a special guided tour, to help me familiarize myself with the history of the NEW YORK COLLEGE of PODIATRIC MEDICINE, and meet the people and students that man the place.
I visited the library, operating and examining rooms, the President’s and Dean’s offices, along with the head doctor of Podiatry, and his interesting historical account of the place, but the most interesting part of the whole experience? The meeting of certain individuals I didn’t plan on meeting! As the Director of Public Relations/Marketing led me to this one room, he slowly drew apart a set of heavy double doors. He invited me into the room to take pictures and there I met them! Approximately 10 to 12 people, perfect strangers, giving their all for the development of Podiatry. They said very little, and never smiled. They were all dead! Stacked one over the other, wrapped in plastic, ready to get dissected by students. Just the cadavers and me! If you ever wonder where the expression: “Giving an arm and a leg” comes from, well half of it comes from the NY College of Podiatric Medicine!
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