By Suzanne Norquist
“I’ll have the little old lady on my side.”
That’s what Colorado Governor John Vivian said of Dr. Florence Sabin in 1946. At age 75, she championed the overhaul of the state public health system. This, after a distinguished career as a professor and medical researcher. Her biography frequently includes the phrase, “She was the first woman to….”
As I studied her list of accomplishments, I didn’t even understand what most of the terms meant. But as I read her story, one thing stood out; in the face of obstacles, she focused on what she could do and didn’t let the things she couldn’t do get her down.
“I hope my studies may be an encouragement to other women, especially to young women, to devote their lives to the larger interests of the mind. It matters little whether men or women have more brains; all we women need to do to exert our proper influence is just to use all the brains we have.” – Florence Sabin
The youngest of two girls, she was born in Central City, Colorado, in 1871 to a school teacher mother and a mining engineer father. The family lived in a primitive home on the side of a steep hill.
When she was seven years old, her mother died, and her father sent the girls to boarding school in Denver. Then they went to Chicago to live with an uncle and later to Vermont to live with grandparents. Despite all the moves, both girls received a good education.
In high school, Florence hoped to become a professional pianist, but a classmate bluntly informed her she was merely average. So, instead, she turned her attention to math and science—focusing on her strengths.
Florence attended Smith College, one of the few that admitted women. She considered herself homely with frizzy hair and squinty eyes, so she worked toward a career rather than finding a husband. While I have my opinions about her assessment, this is another example of focusing on her strengths.
While she was in college, her father’s health failed, and his mining ventures floundered. He wasn’t able to pay for her to complete her education. So, she took a job teaching and saved the money herself.
Upon receiving her degree, Florence was accepted at Johns Hopkins University Medical school. One of it's major donors required it to accept women. There she flourished and earned the respect of anatomist Franklin P. Mall, who would be her mentor in the early part of her career.
In groundbreaking research, she produced a three-dimensional model of a newborn baby’s brain stem and studied the lymphatic system.
Florence earned the credentials to be a physician, but she preferred the quiet lab to the actual doctoring. Again, playing to her strengths, she pursued medical research.
Upon graduation, she wanted to join the faculty at Johns Hopkins. However, they didn’t employ women professors. That didn’t stop her research. A group that supported women’s research sponsored a fellowship for her to continue her work, and she proved herself a competent scientist. Three years later, in 1903, she became the first woman faculty member at Johns Hopkins University.
Her mentor passed away, sixteen years later, and many expected her to replace him as department chair. Instead, they hired a man. When her friends urged her to quit, she replied, “I'll stay, of course. I have research in progress."
They did make her a full professor—another first for a woman.
In 1925, she became head of the Department of Cellular Studies at the Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research. She retired from there in 1938.
Not surprisingly, her first retirement didn't end her career. She moved back to Colorado to be with her sister. There, the governor asked her to chair a subcommittee on health. One source said he had been criticized for not having any women leading his committees, and he hoped this old woman wouldn't cause him any problems.
At age seventy-five, she championed the overhaul of the Colorado public health system, crisscrossing the state to educate people and proposing sweeping legislation. The governor referred to her as an "atom bomb" and a "dynamo."
She finally retired when she was seventy-nine. In 1953, she passed away at age eight-one.
I can't even begin to list her accomplishments in this short blog. There are so many. However, I can learn from her as a person. She played to her strengths and didn't worry about the rest.
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Mending Sarah’s Heart by Suzanne Norquist
Rockledge, Colorado, 1884
Sarah seeks a quiet life as a seamstress. She doesn’t need anyone, especially her dead husband’s partner. If only the Emporium of Fashion would stop stealing her customers, and the local hoodlums would leave her sons alone. When she rejects her husband’s share of the mine, his partner Jack seeks to serve her through other means. But will his efforts only push her further away?
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Thank you for posting this. What a wonderful example of perseverance!! "Play to your strengths" is a worthy life goal.ReplyDelete
Indeed it is.Delete