Our summer 1967 medical student must be resurrected and reassembled by parts – a task that is difficult enough, but that is made still more difficult by virtue of his status as a victim of identity theft. For around age 17, when barely begun on the journey of life, his identity was stolen and eclipsed by a fictional phantasm of Thomas Wolfe’s brain, Eugene Gant. For years thereafter –who can now recall how many?- he was someone other than himself; or to be more precise, he had not yet become himself. First and foremost he had been Young Doctor Kildare – and then, suddenly and with great vehemence, he became Eugene Gant, late of Catawba County, North Carolina. He ached and longed to go Home Again – even though he had never yet left home. His short stay on Dix Hill that summer was the longest and in fact the only time he had ever been away from home. In the summer of 1967, two or more titanic personalities wrestled for control of his being: Young Doctor Kildare of Blair General Hospital, and Eugene Gant of Catawba County. Since these would not seem to go together very well, it is probably no surprise that our medical student was, whether he realized himself or not, in a state of perpetual perplexity. It is probably a wonder that he got on as well as he did.