IN MEMORY OF MY LOVELY WIFE, MELISSA. “ON CALL,” BY ANTHONY FAUCI, M.D.”
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the
strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them
better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives
valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is
no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive
to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions;
who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end
the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at
least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be
with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.
President Theodore Roosevelt, “The Man In the Arena.”
We dedicate ourselves to the greater glory of God and to the greater good of all people from all faiths and cultures.
Jesuit Mission Statement
On a cold, dreary, winter morning in the town of Independence, Missouri, the headlights of a car pierced the darkness as it passed through the gates of the cemetery. Two gravediggers looked up from the grave they were digging. One of the men stepped out of the hole and stood beside the closed coffin they would eventually lower into the ground after they had finished their job. There were no wreaths, no crosses, no artificial flowers that would have indicated the previous gathering of friends and family to bid the deceased farewell.
A man stepped out of the car while he kept the headlights on and the car running. He walked toward the coffin and stopped as the grave digger standing by the coffin asked, “Mr. President, what are you doing here?”
Former President Harry S. Truman greeted each grave digger with the nod of his head, removed his hat, and looked solemnly down at the coffin and remarked, “I never forget a friend.”
Paraphrased from David McCullough’s brilliant biography, “Truman.”
After spending two years researching cancer, mainly pediatric cancer, reading over twenty books on the subject and two encyclopedic text books on the subject, supporting a brilliant, eight year old child stricken with this terrible disease, talking with doctors and nurses who specialized in pediatric cancer, I came away with an appreciation for the doctors, nurses, and administrators, that to this day leaves me in total awe and wonderment at their support and caring for their young patients and their parents. They represent the very best of humanity.
Joseph Sciuto on researching pediatric cancer for his novel, “Sofia.”
The four examples presented above are a collection of traits and characteristics that, for me, represent the very best in humanity. Dr. Anthony Fauci possesses all of these traits and characteristics, along with his colleagues, and “On Call: A Doctor’s Journey in Public Service,” by Dr. Fauci is a fascinating and eye-opening journey that takes the reader through his dealings with 7 presidents, congressional hearings, supporters and adversaries in his fight against AIDS, Ebola, influenza, SARS, and eventually Covid.
Born in Brooklyn, N.Y. to Italian/American parents he attended Catholic Grammar Schools, was accepted and attended a highly regarded Jesuits’ High School where he was the star basketball point guard on their high school team but at 5feet, 7inches tall he gave up any fantasy of playing for the NY Knicks. But, it was the teachings of the Jesuits that would have a profound impact on his life and his professional choices, especially their mission statement: We dedicate ourselves to the greater glory of God and to the greater good of all people from all faiths and cultures.
After graduating college, he attended medical school, did his internship, and instead of going into private practice and living on Park Avenue he decided he could do the most good for people across the world by going into public service where he would serve as the director of The National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases at the National Institutes of Health from 1984 to 2022.
Around 1985, the HIV/AIDS virus started to make headlines in the United States. The gay community was quick to take the lead in fighting this deadly virus. Dr. Fauci was quick to understand the danger this virus posed not only for gay men in the United States but for all people around the world, including heterosexual men and women.
Despite being a firm advocate who was desperately trying to get funding to study and find a cure for this mysterious virus, the activists attacked him. And so what did he do? He joined the activists and went to the hospitals throughout the country to see the victims and too many funerals of those who had fallen.
He approached the Reagan administration and asked for help but they brushed him off. They didn’t want to be associated with a “homo,” disease.
Things would quickly change when President George H.W. Bush took office in 1989. He gave Dr Fauci the green light on fighting this deadly disease. So thankful was Dr. Fauci to President Bush that he dedicated an entire chapter to him called: “A President, a Gentleman, and a Friend.”
Dr. Fauci said, “One of his greatest honors was being invited to President George H.W. Bush’s funeral.”
The Clinton administration, especially First Lady Hilary Clinton, continued the effort and funding for the virus, and by the late nineties treatments (drugs) were discovered that if victims of the virus were discovered early and they stayed on the regiment of drugs they could expect to live a relatively normal life.
And then the big game changer came with the inauguration of President George W. Bush. Under his administration, and with a great amount help from Dr. Fauci and his staff, a program and funding to combat the AIDS virus worldwide was put into place. It worked so well that an estimated 20 million men and women on the African continent were saved from this deadly virus, and millions more in Asia and Europe.
President George W. Bush in 2005 awarded Dr. Fauci The National Medal of Science and in 2008 The Presidential Medal of Freedom.
While President Bush tied the Medal of Freedom around the neck of Dr. Fauci he whispered into his ear, “Others might not know what you have done but I do.”
Over the next 16 years progress was continually made against the AIDS epidemic but a vaccine still has not been developed, but now one pill taken daily controls the virus so well that in blood tests performed on people with AIDS it doesn’t show up in 97 percent of all patients.
Dr. Fauci and his staff at The National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases were also in the forefront in the fight against Ebola, influenza, Scars and, of course, “The Covid Virus.”
Vaccines against Covid had unprecedented success rates ranging from 85% to 95% and were made available in record setting time. The face most associated with this Virus was Dr. Fauci. Sadly, the man who helped save tens of millions of lives was being ridiculed by the president, U.S. Senators, and Governors…people who saved no lives.
But, like George W. Bush said, I know what you have done and now the world knows how indispensable this man and his staff were in the face of Covid 19 and all these other terrible viruses.
IN MEMORY OF MY LOVELY WIFE MELISSA:
On the morning of July 13, 2024, I heard my wife scream, “Joseph I feel like I am going to faint.” Two minutes later my wife literally died in hands. It was a shock that has left me feeling empty and lost.
My wife represented the four attributes I described above. After two terrible accidents at two different Hollywood Studios she remained in the Arena. One lawyer told her he could get her 25 million dollars if she sued. She replied, “And if I did that my staff would be fired, men and women who are taking care of elderly parents. One dad who has a daughter suffering from Pediatric Cancer. Families left with no health insurance.”
She never sued and after two back surgeries and hundreds of shots in hope of alleviating the pain, she continued to suffer for the next 25 years. She never stopped working and continued to work for the greater good of all people from all faiths and cultures, and she never forgot a friend.
My lovely wife represented the very best of humanity.
I have been a very fortunate person. I was raised by a great family, I have alway had great friends, and I was married for 34 years to an amazing, loving, caring, and exceptionally intelligent and talented wife. I only wish it had lasted longer, and that I was the first to go.
My wife had told me that she knew I was the “right man,” when I recited from memory the entire poem, “Annabel Lee,” by Edgar Allan Poe.
The last stanza perfectly summarizes my feelings for my Lovely wife:
“For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.”
Love, Joe and Melissa