By
Arlene Hale, ©1962
With an office off Park Avenue, a partnership with two
established male doctors, Myra Fielding, heart specialist, felt that she had
arrived as a doctor. Then Doctor Sam, who had staked her to medical school,
came to New York and laid his case before her. He was old and Lake Mills would
soon be without a doctor—unless Myra came back. Myra could not imagine what her
reception in this small Midwestern town would be. There were only a few—among
them, Ross Devon, the high-school coach; Steve Dixon, who owned a farm just
outside town; and a bewildered young minister—who were willing to accept Myra
on her own terms. It took a major tragedy before Myra was to know the deep
satisfaction of what it truly means to come home.
GRADE: C
BEST QUOTES:
“I aim to see that you don’t forget you’re a woman, as well
as a doctor.”
“Come on, now. Don’t go female on me.”
REVIEW:
Arlene Hale was a prolific writer, but unfortunately most of
her books were perfunctory at best. Though I wanted to love this book—chiefly
for the divine cover illustration, I’ll admit—it is an ordinary story without
much heart.
Myra Fielding is a cardiologist in a Park Avenue office with
wall-to-wall carpeting and a heartthrob partner who dates her occasionally.
Then old Doctor Sam comes a-calling. He is a GP in Lake Mills, the town in
which Myra grew up, and he had supported in every way her dreams of becoming a
doctor. Now he wants to retire before his bad ticker fells him, and he comes to
Myra to ask her to step into his shoes. She just can’t turn down her patron, so
she packs her bags and along with her sassy nurse, Liz O’Connor, heads west.
After a couple of weeks of shadowing Dr. Sam, he heads off
for some fishing and leaves her in the office … where the crickets are chirping
as loudly as they are at the trout pond. Only emergencies will stoop to see
this uppity New York woman doctor, but Myra soldiers on and manages every new
crisis with a sure hand and an accurate diagnosis, despite the fact that few of
her new patients’ diseases have anything to do with cardiology, which she has
practiced exclusively for the past three years.
If the patients won’t show up, the men are certainly forming
a line outside her door. Coach Ross Devon, whom she meets during athlete
screening physicals, finds her attractive, as does Doctor Sam’s nephew, Steve
Dixon. Good thing that impossible doctor, Wade Lincoln, who works in the nearby
hospital, is such a nasty man, so she doesn’t have to fend him off as well! Oh,
wait, even though he fights with her every time they meet, he still feels
compelled to grab her now and then and kiss her, which makes it more of an
assault than a romantic gesture, but we know that VNRNs never seem to notice
the difference.
Things begin to get tense at home in the apartment Myra
shares with Liz when Liz also gets a hankering for Steve; sadly, Myra prefers
to fight for a man she’s not sure she really wants, possibly sacrificing her
best friend and a great professional relationship, rather than let one of her
beaux go. On the office front, Myra’s pocketbook gets thinner and thinner, and
she’s contemplating going home to New York when a fire at an old school
building puts her into trauma mode for about 36 hours straight. Shortly after
this episode, every single loose end is systematically and unimaginatively
wrapped up in short order. You’ll not be at all surprised to know that the
townspeople eventually do warm to Myra, but it isn’t until she has a man in her
arms that Myra decides “she had truly come home at last,” because no woman is
complete as long as she’s single. It was a disappointing ending in several
ways, mostly because it was so perfunctory and soulless. So, like many other
Arlene Hale books before this, I have to give Doctor Myra a middling grade, and
you no compelling reason to read about her.
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