NOV-A-5

 

MY REFERENCE LETTER FOR AMY HAYES,

ONE OF MY MEDICAL MISSION PROTEGES,

AND THE RESPONSE FROM APPLICATION PROGRAMS

 

 

 

 

Dr. G,
   How are you?  I interviewed with Fairfax FP yesterday.  The director said
your letter was quite possibly the most amazing letter of recommendation he's
ever read!  So, thanks again!  His brother also went to Ferrum years
ago...small world.
Best,
Amy

 

 

 

 

The letter you wrote is a big hit.  I'll forward an email I
recieved today so you can see your contribution first hand.
Best,
Amy

 

 

 

 

From:        anhayes <anhayes@gwu.edu>

To:          Glenn Geelhoed <msdgwg@gwumc.edu>

Date:        10/28/03 12:20PM

Subject:     FWD: Invitation to Interview

 

>===== Original Message From mharris@valleyhealthlink.com =====

Dear Amy

 

Thank you for applying to the Shenandoah Valley Family Practice Residency

Program.  To‑date, I have received through ERAS your common application form,

medical school transcripts, USMLE Step 1 score, one letter of recommendation

and your personal statement.  Based on these, I am delighted to extend to you

an invitation to interview with the Shenandoah Valley Family Practice

Residency Program.

 

The many honors you received during medical school and your high USMLE Step 1

score are a testimony to your academic excellence.  What is most impressive,

however, in reading through your letter of recommendation and personal

statement, is your commitment to putting your faith into practice and to

serving the underserved throughout the world.  Your passion for medical

missions is noteworthy, and while I have met an occasional applicant who has

been on one or two medical mission trips, I have never met one who has been on

five.  As the son of a missionary surgeon to the Congo, Africa and with a

brother currently serving as a missionary surgeon in Kenya, Africa, I know how

rewarding but also how challenging medical missions can be.  I was

particularly impressed in your personal statement with your comment that

"making a difference in someone's life doesn't depend on the resources at hand

but the resources of the heart."

 

I do sincerely hope you will accept our offer to interview and look forward to

your visit in the fall.  If you wish to schedule an interview with us, please

call Mary Harris, the Program Coordinator, at (540) 636‑2028.

 

Sincerely,

 

Andrew A. White, M.D., M.A.

Residency Director

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Residency Program Director:

 

                      Re: Amy Nicole Hayes    October 1, 2003

 

Dear Program Director:

 

I am writing this letter of recommendation on behalf of and at the request of Amy Hayes.  Although she has requested this letter, I would be writing it without such a request, since it would be at my insistence that I would wish to be listed as a reference for her and her future potential in the practice of medicine.

 

Amy Hayes is a rare find, and I take great pleasure in being part of that discovery process.  I met Amy over five years ago, and it is a story that illustrates her own character and ambitions as well as her application to a dream of her life and its dedication.

 

Amy had been interested in both medicine and teaching, and had applied to medical schools from Ferrum College in Virginia.  She did not get accepted on her first applications and set about her usual activities in helping others through, coaching, tutoring programs and applications for teaching jobs.  She had been the captain of her local college cross country team, and as such her College coach had an interest in her as he made a trip to Washington to a convention of college coaches.  While in DC, he picked up a copy of the  GW University publication “By George” and noted a story on cross country teams and scholarships available to cross country runners, and carried it back to Ferrum to show to Amy.  She was fascinated, not so much with the cover story, but the inside feature story on “Carrying Healing to New Heights.” 

 

Unknown to me, but found by her, there was a story in the publication about my medical missions to Nepal and to other areas of the Himalayas.  “This is what I want to do and this is the kind of doctor I would like to be,” Amy told her coach, and she set about doing something about it.

 

She wrote a letter to me, sight unseen and without any further introduction, telling me that she wanted to become a medical missionary and the kind of work I was doing would be the fulfillment of her dream.  However, she did not just refer to this as a “wishful thinking”, but enclosed pictures of her work in the garbage dumps of Mexico where she had already gone to work with the orphans and children who live there in the abandoned excesses of the affluent.  She was not just “talking the talk,” but had already not just been “doing the walk,” but had “been on the run.”

 

I have had numerous contacts from “wannabes,” most of whom assume that they will some day do something good after they get through a lot of the preliminary impediments to doing so for which they need special credentialing.  Amy realized that she was going to be serving in whatever capacity she was given opportunity from the early days of her life, whether it was tutoring, coaching, mentoring, or her hope for medicine, and had already got started in this process. I responded to her call to come to visit me during her spring break, since she was driving to Washington with her sister.  I reminded her to be sure to bring her running shoes—which she did, perhaps to her regret, since I was getting ready to run my usual Boston Marathon in the following week.

 

We met and talked in my office. We also talked on the run along the C & O Canal Towpath.  I told her about the medical missions I lead for the introduction of medical, and highly select pre-medical, students in the developing world, one of the next screening clinics being the repeat trip to Ladakh for Tibetan refugees I was leading again in the following July.  This would be a dream come true for Amy, but it is expensive.  She, characteristically, prayed about it, and said that if it was meant to be, she would find a way.

 

 She talked with her coach at Ferrum, and he called me.  Shortly I found myself talking to a reporter for the Roanoke newspaper as a “Run for Tibet” was being organized, and I bought the first entry, and got the tee-shirt (although I was abroad when the big turnout for the race occurred when it was actually held.) It raised enough money to completely pay for her expenses and support others as well.  People from Amy’s church heard what she was trying to do, and without being asked, contributed money to help her achieve her goal.  I am sure one would never go broke betting on the side of the grass roots support of the good-hearted committed Americans from which stock Amy comes—and of the kind of supporter she is and will continue to be to others with similar dreams.

 

So, we went to Ladakh.  I had paired her with another of my protégés with a very similar story of rejection on first applications to medical school, although from a quite different background than Amy’s, especially coming from Harvard College with national championships in rowing.  I worked with the pair of them in the clinics I had supervised in Ladakh, and then switched the roles of the one doing the interviewing through interpreters and the one doing the examination and recording of findings.  This kind of helping experience was what Amy did best.  I turned her and another student with a teaching background loose on a group of school children, and they taught them hygiene practices and distributed toothbrushes while entertaining them with soap bubbles and stick-on tattoos, all this simple helping interaction in the photogenic setting against the stunning background of the Buddhist Gompas set among the soaring peaks of the Himalayas.

 

On return to Washington, I received another letter from Amy, this time shyly asking if I might write a letter supporting her re-application to medical school at GWUMC.  From my rather direct and first-hand experience with her, I can think of few students as well-motivated and as gifted for the caring professions, and did so very gladly.  I did the same thing for the admissions committee as Amy had done in her initial letter to me—I inserted in my letter pictures of her treating the Tibetan Refugee children in Ladakh, not just mouthing the application mantra of “wanting to help mankind.”

 

 She was sent a letter late in the summer, which was opened as her family and supporters gathered around.  It was a standard rejection letter.  There were tears from many of her supporters, but she got up cheerfully to set about the applications for the teaching jobs she was going to use as her second choice for service, when the phone rang.  It was from the GWU admissions committee, saying she must be disappointed, especially since she had received the rejection notice without an interview, but new information had come up (she recognized it later when she saw my letter and the pictures on the table at the later interview) and the committee would like to see her. 

 

 She came to Washington again with her prayerful supporters, and after the rather perfunctory interview, she was asked to take a cell phone and stand by, waiting in the small park with her family when the phone rang. “Is this the Amy Hayes who will be a medical student starting tomorrow if she can get back up to this office right away today?”  So, Amy was the last person accepted for the class of 2004, quite possibly the last time she would be the last in anything in which she participates!

 

Amy had not even carried a toothbrush to Washington, and called—you guessed it—her compatriot with whom I had paired her in Ladakh, then a sophomore GWU medical student, and for her first weeks of classes was her temporary roommate.

 

Of course, she flourished in medical school, living out in reality what was her dedicated dream, and she has not changed her goal to be a medical missionary.  In fact, I had participated in a Ferrum College TV film centered around “Living Out Your Full Potential” in dedication to that dream, focused on Amy as the example, around interviews for print and electronic media for which her photographer parents proudly served up the pictorial portraits.

 

As you would know that she would, Amy worked out her elective period to go with me on a medical mission to Malawi, to the Embangweni Medical Mission, a mission station of the indigenous Presbyterian Church of Central Africa, founded by a hero of both of ours, David Livingstone.  It is in the context of what I had earlier promised her would be the “deep end of the pool” in the health care of the truly desperate indigent Southern Africans with the prospect of starvation and the plagues of malaria and AIDS, that Amy’s compassionate service has really blossomed. She has prepared reports and presentations about medical missions service with me, and has led these discussions with her classmates to motivate others to similar service.

 

  She is a superb clinician not only from the fund of knowledge she has diligently studied, but because of her primary motivation: she has expressed a determination to be not just a “good doctor who is a Christian,” but a “good Christian who is a doctor.”  Again, she “lives this life” and does not just “talk this talk.”  She is an exemplary medical student, and will be an exemplary resident, and a superb doctor because she is an outstanding person.  She will be a credit to any program with which she affiliates and will excel in her work, because her capabilities are unlimited based in the motivation she brings to her life’s commitment.

 

I recommend her without reservation, and with great interest in following her continuing career as a colleague whom I admire.

 

Glenn W. Geelhoed MD

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