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           Dr. Matt Drummond is overwhelmed by police brutality and the racial suffering of men, women and children. Then the 1967 Detroit riot. Matt is as burned out as the city.   Forty-three civilians are dead.
           Obsessed with helping the victims he comes in conflict with the drug traffickers, numbers runners, rogue police, criminal abortionists and pimps. “The dealers of pain” frame him for an illegal abortion death.
           Dr. Drummond is pursued by Detroit homicide and the criminals who need him dead.
           An eclectic band of the street-wise: prostitutes, Black Panthers, Baptist ministers and professional fighters come together in a dangerous, desperate, long -shot attempt to save him.

This Month's Featured Story

I feature this story at Christmas because of a tradition of respect, healing and humanity that evolved from a tragedy.
For three decades I have received a Christmas card from the father of a young woman whose life I tried desperately to save. Time has passed but not the outage I felt, and still feel, for the lack of empathy shown this dying young lady and her father.
He must be in his late eighties now so there will come a Christmas when the card no longer arrives, but it came again this year and now my holidays can begin.
A note is always attached, and I’m informed he has five grandchildren all of whom have their first name or their middle name of his late daughter. The boys included.
The hospital where the event occurred has long since been demolished and is now an athletic field and children’s playground.
Merry Christmas

Since You’re Going To Die Anyway

You know, Doctor that every year I look forward to your Christmas card. It’s always the first to arrive. I wait for it. It starts the season. It’s not politically correct, it’s always something religious. But then you and your brother are really into religion.  That’s why you forgave them. I’m better now, but not quite to forgiveness. Time heals but I’m still waiting. Lets say I understand what they did, and why. It doesn’t surprise me. Also you sign your name, and put in parenthesis, “Dr. Fredricks,…


I tell stories of mystery and suspense; it’s fun. I draw on my long career in the practice of medicine. I have been inspired by people and events, and occasionally disturbed.

I like to tell a good story but would also like to expose the reader to a pernicious and perhaps unalterable change in healthcare. That is the domination of the doctor-patient relationship by computers and bureaucrats.

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