Welcome to my third memoir about my unusual trajectory in the world of medicine. In my first memoir, “Medicine and Miracles in the High Desert,” I shared with readers my profoundly life-changing and eye-opening time on the Navajo Reservation as a young schoolteacher in the early 1970s. Many years later, I returned to the Navajo people to serve them as a medical doctor in Cuba, New Mexico. The second memoir, “From Mountains to Medicine,” takes the reader on a spellbinding, ten-year odyssey in search of my life’s purpose.

This memoir begins with my wide-eyed excitement upon entering medical school. I had an unquenchable eagerness to learn information and skills that would help others. I held no pre-conceived ideas about the kind of education I would receive. Gradually, as time passed, I began suspecting that something wasn’t right about some of the information that the professors and mentors taught the medical students. Long after I completed my training, I discovered why some of the information I learned didn’t make sense, and the conflicts of interest involved in many of the studies that were done that influenced what the medical students were taught.