#Repost from @mdight —- @seanlynam second place, with style at the #partyannamiles obstacle course.
#finnesse (at Collina Farm)
The Diary of Herman Barrow
April 18, 1900
The hospital is still recovering, as it were, from the death of Dr. Christiensen. It is troubling to think one’s work could drive you into madness. I feel the pressure in my job just as much as any doctor (maybe more so). But even on the worst of days, a simple drink or two, along with other “leisure” activities is enough to right my mind. Perhaps some men are just made of stronger stock. His death does add more strain to our financial situation. Especially since the Robertson family has insisted on the hiring of Dr. Edwards. We’ve watched over the years how the monied patients have walked away from us. Now, I fear they will begin running once they learn that it may be a Negro who holds the knife over them in the surgical theater. Thackery ‘s miracles will hopefully be enough of a show to lure more people our way… even if he is a pain in my ass. I do admire his stamina. Mr. Cleary will have to keep his connections if we want to stay financially sound. And now that we have a telephone installed in the ambulance bay, Mr. Cleary can get a jump on the competition for up town patients. The Irish are scoundrels for the most part, but they are clever in their ways of finding opportunity. Their problem is they will always try to squeeze a little more juice out of a dry lemon. I saw that with Clarence Mulkeen, the electrical contractor. He is a smart man, however, I am smarter when it comes to collecting the most profit. I’m sure my hard line negotiating with him will pay off in the end.
Caught @nycmusicgal ‘grammin last week. (at McCarren Park)
Epic NYC lightning storm shot from earlier tonight! iPhone 5 with HDR. ⚡️😮 (at Smith and 9th Street Station)
Summer home of days past. (at The Elms (Newport, Rhode Island))