Testimony of Two Men [antikvár]

FOREWORD I first heard this story of "Jonathan Ferner" when I was a little girl, and I heard it from our family physician. The history of medicine has its martyrs as well as the history of religion. Though many know the Saints who died for them, by name, few know the names of the physicians who lived and fought for them, and who were as dedicated to humanity as the Saints themselves. Few know the names of the men who brought asepsis to modem hospitals, and immunology, yet millions of us now living would not be alive now except for those men. Millions of diabetics are following healthy and productive lives because of insulin—but how many know the name of the man who saved them? Children are now in school who would have died except for the men who formulated vaccines for diphtheria and smallpox and poliomyehtis, but how many remember them? Scores of these heroes suffered ignommy, exüe, ridicule and dishonor to save us. Some were driven mad and to suicide. Yet, they persisted. Among them was the man, always unknown to me, but whom I have named "Jonathan Ferner" in this book. If he seems somewhat excessive and belHcose, he was fighting for the lives of all of us who were born, as I was bom, in the twentieth century. He was one of thousands, unwept, unhonored and imsung, and remembered, perhaps, only by God. TAYLOR CALDWELL