Showing posts with label nurses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nurses. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Honoring the 5th Auxiliary Surgical Group: Edith PERKINSON

OBITUARIES - Edith Perkinson, nurse, home care trainer

The Atlanta Journal and The Atlanta Constitution - Sunday, March 7, 1999

A nurse in World War II's Battle of the Bulge, Edith Ann "Doss" Perkinson of Atlanta was no stranger to suffering. Later in life she was still working to alleviate it, ensuring that Atlanta nurses could provide quality home care. "To my mother, if you needed care, you needed care. Period," said her daughter, Coe Perkinson of New York. "If that meant that a nurse had to come to you, so be it."
Mrs. Perkinson, who died at her residence Wednesday of complications from Parkinson's disease, served as the president of the Visiting Nurses Association of Atlanta during the 1960s. By recruiting nurses and overseeing home care training and fund-raising, she helped make home nursing more widespread in the area. Mrs. Perkinson's memorial service will be at 2 p.m. Monday at St. Anne's Episcopal Church. The body was cremated. Cremation Society of Georgia is in charge of arrangements.
A member of the Tlingit tribe of Native Americans, Mrs. Perkinson was born in Cordova, Alaska. Graduating from Hartford Hospital School of Nursing in Connecticut and the University of Rochester in New York state, Mrs. Perkinson specialized in neurological surgery and joined the Army. She was sent to Europe with the 5th Auxiliary Surgical Group . She later said her life became a blur as she worked with a mobile field hospital in heavy combat. "They were moving around an awful lot, maybe threedays in one place, then they'd have to evacuate those they could and move somewhere else where the fighting was more severe and the casualties greater," said her husband, Dr. Neil Perkinson, a surgical oncologist. "They didn't have helicopters in the Army back then. Everything was done by ambulance, so they had to be as close to the front as possible." Returning stateside, Mrs. Perkinson met her husband while the two were working at a hospital in New York. They married in 1951 and moved to Atlanta in 1956, where Mrs. Perkinson kept busy raising their children, gardening and leading a Campfire Girls group. She also belonged to the Medical Association of Atlanta's Auxiliary. In 1974, Mrs. Perkinson returned to work, taking a position with the Emory University School of Medicine's dermatology department. She served as administrator of a research grant on skin cancers, overseeing the project's scientists. "She knew medical terms and had the experience; that's why they hired her," said Dr. Perkinson."She had to train the other people they hired." Survivors other than her husband and daughter include three sons, Bill Perkinson and Neil Perkinson Jr., both of Atlanta, and Paul Perkinson of Winnetka, Ill.; a brother, Jerald Lucchini of Seattle; and three grandchildren. In lieu of flowers, the family requested that contributions be made to St. Anne's Episcopal Church, 3098 Northside Parkway N.E., Atlanta, GA 30327.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Mulhausen - April 1945

If you recognize anyone, please contact me and I will be glad to forward copies of the pictures.


Friday, February 17, 2012

June 29, 1944


Sgt Stanley W Safford 39539976
5th Auxiliary Surgical Group
Dodd Field
Fort Sam Houston
Texas

June 29, 1944

Dearest Mother:

I had better begin another letter to you, so as to be able to keep up our or rather try to keep up my two a week which has failed quite often here lately.
Our time here is I believe growing near an end. I think that if we see two more week-ends here we will be lucky.  They have a bivouac planned for the officers and nurses for Monday and Tuesday of next week and after that I do not believe it will be long.
Everyone here knows we are ready to leave and are all excited over the whole affair and are all telling us goodbye. Ha Ha. Have I mentioned that the group next door is going thru San Francisco on their way out.
Received your letter of the 21 June which you mailed on the 24, the other day. Very glad to hear of Aunt Edith and daughter visiting you and hope dad and yourself have a nice time.
Well we have really had a bit of excitement here the last couple days with the nurses.  I knew of course that it was coming all the time.  One of the truck drivers had taken the nurses somewhere and was waiting for them when one of them returned early and found him laying in the back of the truck asleep and she awoke him and from what I hear suggested he use her lap for a pillow, so in such a position did the second nurse in charge a(t) Brooke General, a major, find them, and oh! The fireworks did start.  Officers, nurses and enlisted men have all been given lectures on the subject and enlisted men told to stay away from the nurses entirely etc.
Last Saturday they had a field inspection of all three groups and a ceremony of giving out some more Good Conduct Medals to the enlisted men.  Quite a display and everyone and their dog was there to see it. It is quite a rare thing to see so many officers and nurses together at one time.
Major Grubin is on a two day leave and I am here alone in the office and have had nothing too difficult come up yet.  He will (be) back on Saturday.
Today about two o’clock after about four weeks of terrific heat it started to cloud up and a strong wind came up, and within a few minutes it was pouring.  It has done the same thing three or four times since then and everything is all soaked but will soon dry out when the heat returns again.
I have been really doing a lot of cataloguing and packing of manuals of all kinds the last few days, and have just about gotten all of them and I hope to have them all mailed in by Wed. of next week.
You might start hoarding some tea for me because I am or may want some where I think we are going.  In that case you can send me some and I can have hot tea of an afternoon.
You are going to get this footlocker of mine soon and it will be nailed shut but you open it and put away the things as I will inform you later.
Enclosed you will find a couple pictures which may interest you.  I was afraid to have them sent home for fear of not getting them back in time.

All my love,
Your son,

Stanley