I was always good at fixing things. My grandfather was a cabinet maker and when I was a young boy he gave me my first tool belt. I used to help him after school, his little apprentice. I probably wasn't really much help, but the 9 year old sure thought he was! I learned a lot about tools and precision, and most of all how much I loved him and working with my hands.
As a young man I got a job in construction. For three years I enjoyed both work and school, and graduated from college in 1992. My family was extremely supportive of me, and recognized my need to do just a little more. I went to medical school looking for a challenge and a hope to put my hands and skills to continued good use by going into orthopedic surgery.
In Baltimore I trained at the Union Memorial Hospital, Johns Hopkins University…