THE SAGA OF PARK MEDICAL
July 1955 - present
Doctors Genecin and Berman were the two in fifty-five.
They were searching for a third to help Park Medical survive.
They struggled for about a year keeping costs contained.
Then they added Doctor Cader and a triumvirate they became.
At 714 Park Avenue, they contentedly plied their trade,
Busy with their practices for just over a decade.
No Medicare, no Medicaid, and few insurance forms,
They billed the patient for the fee, one of the standard norms.
They shared a common waiting room, a common secretary, too.
Sharing made things cheaper, a fact that they all knew.
A tiny lab beneath the stairs, which they all thought was fine,
Managed by two women - the docs were ahead of their time!
Allied with The Hopkins, their patients to admit,
With teaching and committees, they each did their little bit.
In sixty-five they needed larger quarters within reach,
So, they moved to 611, with one secretary each.
Park Medical became a Corporation, in nineteen seventy-four,
No longer just Doc & Doc, but a budding group in Baltimore.
A crisis then arose when Doctor Cader died,
With attempts to save the practice that he had built with pride.
Doctor Mann came to the rescue, one of Tumulty's fair-haired boys,
To test the world of practice, with its problems and its joys.
An opportunity presented, they could expand a lot.
In rapid order came the Doctors: Pozefsky, Angell and Schlott.
More space and secretaries, and lots more lab room, too,
And for almost a decade, they grew and grew and grew.
William Schlott in '83, thought corporate life too confining.
He left and took his practice, to an atmosphere less binding.
A replacement must be found, it's still the rent, you see.
They searched the far horizons, where could that Doctor be?
From the ashes of Lakeland, Florida, a phoenix soon arose.
From the multitude of applicants, it was Doctor Frank they chose.
In '85 they embraced the lobby, and also built more space,
A new waiting and reception room and a lab that grew apace.
Enter Doctor Seifter, who was academic bound.
An offer he couldn't refuse seemed reasonable and sound.
Oncology and Chemotherapy, they were bursting at the seams!!
Upstairs for lunch and chemistries, and the computers' future dreams.
Then Dr. Berman left the scene, and Doctor Genecin retired.
Doctors Molinaro and Walden came, the male dominated world expired.
From this past of humble beginnings, embarking upon a crusade
Onward & upward to GreenSpring Station, for Dr. Frank and his brigade.
Doctor Walden's lingering illness caused her to withdraw
And Doctor Newman moved her practice, without a single flaw.
New blood with Doctor Krohe came aboard in 'ninety-four
And a flood of new patients came knocking at the door.
Suites nine and ten stood empty in the spring of '96,
Then Doctors Aucott and Belitsos came to broaden the talent mix.
More doctors meant more personnel, secretaries now called PSCs
A brief stint with Flagship caused panic in once calm seas.
A peaceful revolution brought independence back again
Dr. Molinaro had more children and wanted time to spend with them.
The job-share model with Dr. Hadley made 11 the magic number.
The practice now renewed faced the future unencumbered.
Then a major renovation moved the lab to cooler(?) space
A more efficient floor plan allowed a new physician's face.
Doctor Savadel thought retirement was where she was headed.
The group convinced her otherwise, and the twelve doctors were wedded.
Dr. Mann retired, his office took on frills.
Cardiologist Dr. Nolan came to cure her patients' ills.
Four years later Mid Atlantic wooed her back to greener lands.
Dr. Glick then joined from Sinai to lend his able hands.
Dr. Jeffrey Magaziner wished to do more patient care.
He crossed the lawn from Hopkins for a plan that sounded fair.
Dr. Simonson soon followed with great skill and hearty laugh.
She changed the corner office to French country with photographs.
Dr. Frank made a career move to Good Sam to be a Chief.
Reactions ranged from sadness, shock and awe to disbelief.
Dr. Angell was the next to seek less patients and a slower pace.
Executive physicals and internationals he sees with his usual good grace.
In search of better systems came a partner named Rameen.
Throughout Hopkins and beyond, Dr. Molavi is held in great esteem.
Hailing from Maryland residency, Dr. Bock is anything but bland.
With top recommendations she came to serve and help meet patient demand.
Dr. Krohe was the 3rd to leave the practice in '09,
Following a dream to serve the soldiers and care less about the bottom line.
Dr. Shishodia traveled south to join the group at Park.
Patients say she's kind and caring, a good listener with that special spark.
From the Hopkins emergency department, Dr. Wilkenfeld came uptown,
To job share with Dr. Shishodia and add to Park's renown.
Dr. Glick then left the scene for different patients to please.
We'll miss his quirky humor and his IT expertise.
Soon after more offices opened thanks to scanning and SRS.
So who came to join the group of Baltimore's brightest & best?
Dr. Byrd was next in line to join Park Medical's group.
From Maryland to Yale and back to complete her professional loop.
Dr. Bock said "adios", moved to Florida with family in tow.
Dr. Pressman took her place allowing Park Medical again to grow.
Dr. Aucott said goodbye and went across the parking lot,
To study Lyme disease and ticks in his Hopkins research spot.
Dr. Steiner came on board to help our patients breathe and sleep
Lured away from Good Sam – we hope he’s ours to keep!
When you build a better mouse trap and quality is assured
Then success will surely follow, no matter where you're moored
So, here's to Park Medical, a mighty oak from acorn grew
An enviable reputation for an outstanding crew!
Written by Barnett Berman, M.D., former chief honcho, December, 1993
Edited and later verses added by Sally Finkel, current chief honcho's assistant.