My Christmases in the Army, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “Company D, Private Drake speaking, can I help you,” Bill answered the phone on a snowy Christmas Eve in 1965. Bill and I were pulling CQ duty for Company D, a duty company for troops waiting for school at Fort Devens. We were a couple of lucky ones; we were permanentContinue reading “My Christmases in the Army, From the Archives”

The Unusual Colic, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I hurried along Berlin Road as the last of the daylight was fading into twilight. Hank had an old horse down with colic. I always dreaded colic calls. Many were simple fixes, but there was no place close to send them for abdominal surgery if it was a complex colic. FewContinue reading “The Unusual Colic, From the Archives”

A Stone for His Mantle, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM Today was a late spring day with mostly blue sky but some heavy dark clouds. Walt was waiting when Ruth and I pulled into his barnyard. Ruth was short with dark hair. She had worked for me for a couple of years and although not a farm girl she really enjoyedContinue reading “A Stone for His Mantle, From the Archives”