Dr. Justina Ford (Jan. 22, 1871- Oct 14, 1952) was the first black female doctor in Denver, Colorado. Born Justina Laurena Warren in Knoxville, Illinois to Pryor Warren and Malissa Brisco, she was unconventional from an early age. Her father, … Continued
In those days, when I came to Fraser, there weren’t many good roads in the northern Colorado mountains. I carried a cowbell and a revolver when I went on night calls, to keep the mountain lions away. Even now, the ranchers in those mountains get snowed in by storms, but doctors make it through. There’s some 20 below mornings when I bundle into my scarf and boots with my sheep’s wool coat, strapping on snow shoes, when I dream about retiring to Indiana
The American volunteers had to pay their own way (the equivalent of $27, 692 today ) and make a six-month commitment. Many doctors and nurses as well as women who were simply another pair of hands volunteered and worked alongside French women whose homes, husbands, and livelihoods had been lost to rebuild. Anne was a tireless force, raising funds, providing administration, and raising the consciousness of the needs.
“Who’s Annie?” the doctor asked. Annie was a young girl brought in here because she was incorrigible—nobody could do anything with her. She’d bite and scream and throw her food at people. The doctors and nurses couldn’t even examine her or anything. I’d see them trying with her spitting and scratching at them. “I was only a few years younger than her myself, and I used to think, ‘I sure would hate to be locked up in a cage-like that.’ I wanted to help her, but I didn’t have any idea what I could do. I mean, if the doctors and nurses couldn’t help her, what could someone like me do?
Georgeanna Woolsey was a nurse that served in the Sanitary Commission for the Union during the Civil War. On a visit to Charleston, S.C. just before the war, she witnessed a huge slave auction that forever confirmed her opposition to … Continued