Doctors In Summer Suits

The stories which follow this one detail some of the more interesting medical news which came last week out of Cleveland, a city overrun by suave, quiet, greying men, most of them in white shoes and snappy summer suits. They were 7,256 members of the American Medical Association, who gathered from all over the U.S. for their annual convention. If they were no better looking than run-of-the-mine conventioneers, they were definitely better behaved. Although the hotels were so jammed that latecomers were happy to get berths on an old lake steamer, the sessions were sober and earnest. Even the over-candid medical sense of humor was curbed by the war.

Cleveland's Public Auditorium was honeycombed with booths where researchers set up colorful exhibits and, like barkers at a county fair, reached out and grabbed passersby. None of the medical exhibits was startlingly new; but doctors blessed with stout feet and inquisitive minds found lots to look at.

In one corner of the Auditorium, a physician who studies Indian medicine had brought along a billowing squaw, complete in deerskin dress and feathered crown. In the rear, a couple of muscular orthopedists patiently kneaded the spines of lopsided patients, naked except for brief trunks. Other side shows showed how to resuscitate the newborn, diagnose female sterility, guard the health of airplane pilots, bandage broken legs, banish early syphilis in five days.

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