Slow Death of the Gentle Doctor
It was forty one years ago last month. I was an excited young man starting the first day of veterinary college. At that time, one in nine applicants were admitted to vet school. One in three applicants were admitted to medical school. It was a moment of mixed emotions; satisfaction from an enormous goal accomplishment, fear of making it through vet school and excitement of starting a career that was bathed in respect. I can still remember old Dean Shelton telling the 138 eager students, “You will never get rich as a veterinarian, but you will always have a job