
By: Davis
Once upon a time in a hospital in Dallas Texas. . . Sweet, young, and beautiful Miss Johnson worked as a nurse supervisor at Parkland Hospital. This was during the World War II days when everybody did their part to make our country the best. Miss Johnson had tried to join up but was told she was more useful helping train nurses. At Parkland there were also young medical students being trained by different branches of the military, racing their way through medical school so they would be ready to serve where they were needed. As a result, part of Miss Johnson's job was to keep the two groups separate.
Dr. Hood was a Navy senior med student who was working as an intern. On a pretty Sunday afternoon the student doctors decided a baseball game was just the thing to take a break from studying and working long hours. For Dr. Hood a different kind of break was in his future. He was hit on the cheek by a fly ball and the bone was fractured. It was a good thing he had an in at the hospital, no waiting around for him to see a doctor. He was x-rayed and given a good sized dose of codiene to help with the pain. Miss Johnson was assigned to take the wounded and woozy young man up to the intern's quarters to sleep. This was a problem for Miss Johnson because part of her job was to keep nurses out of the intern's quarters. She made it perfectly clear that she would only take her patient to the door.
Miss Johnson knew of Dr. Hood but their really didn't know each other very well. She was a farm girl from East Texas. He was the son of a fireman in Lubbock, Texas. Dr. Hood settled in to the wheel chair for the short trip up stairs. The door to the elevator closed, a little attempt a conversation, and the new fact about Dr. Hood was clear... a dose of codiene, an elevator ride, and pain all worked together to make for a lot of nausea. The young doctor threw up all over Miss Johnson.
That was the first date that brought about a marriage that has lasted almost 66 years and these two kids have traveled all over the world, first as a Navy doctor and then as a missionary team in Nigeria. Who knew stomach trouble could do so much for a date!




