I was a teenage sailor aboard the USS George Washington on my first deployment to sea 25 years ago. I became ill and was referred to the Sick Bay below deck where I met this beautiful, reserved, fit-as-fiddle, elegant in speech and carriage, and genuinely kind doctor named Lieutenant Commander Anita Hickey.
She didn’t have to, but she would come to me every morning for the several days I spent there to converse with, and encourage me. Her voice was quiet yet her words were powerful and forever memorable. I never saw her again after that deployment but I never forgot her.
I was reminiscing about that cruise lately and wondered: “Whatever became of Dr. Anita Hickey” and decided to search online. Alas, I came too late.
Anita, I am sorry it took me as long to look for you. I remember you and wanted to say thank you, however late. You left too soon. My petition to the heavens on your behalf is that you be granted eternal rest. It was nice to have met you ma’am. I bid you goodnight.
PS:
I made the trip to Rhode Island like you recommended, and while touring the Providence area, I stumbled upon a school, Brown University, and ended up going there. I like to think that it was you still looking out for me.
- From that young, black, “nail-biter” kid on the GW, in 1997.