The sun was just breaking through the clouds as we turned off the highway onto the long gravel road to Margery’s house. It had been a long drive to Smith River, and it would be good to get out and stretch my legs. Mom warned me about the long drive and said I would beContinue reading “Monday, October 8, 1956, From the Archives”
Category Archives: Early Memories, Making a Veterinarian
Howard Daniel Vandenacre, From the Archives
D. E. Larsen, DVM There was still a slight chill in the August morning air as we waited in front of the Coos Bay post office, a little unsure of what was to happen next. Then the doors swung open, and Mrs. Baxter emerged with her entourage of four middle-aged men, all dressed in ill-fittingContinue reading “Howard Daniel Vandenacre, From the Archives”
I Presume? From the Archives
I Presume? D. E. Larsen, DVM The auditorium class quieted down as the professor took the stage. This was an entirely new experience for me. This class filled the auditorium, maybe 500 students. The professor was a large man, and he looked like he could have been a linebacker in his college days. Not fat,Continue reading “I Presume? From the Archives”
Memoirs of a Country Vet 