01/27/2026
I wish to share a story that has burdened my heart for over three years, arising from an encounter in the Emergency Department. A Black veteran gentleman, whom I came to know as Alan, arrived under my care. I referred to him as Alan, inspired by Alan Alda from M*A*S*H* because he remarked that I resembled Alan Alda in humor. Amid a demanding shift, I regrettably neglected to contact his son and family, despite awareness of his deep affection for them. This oversight occurred to me only while driving home, with the intention to address it upon my return the following day. Tragically, he had passed away by then.
This event has profoundly troubled me. No veteran should perish in solitude or be overlooked. A recent incident at work compelled me to inform my colleagues about this occurrence, prompting a review of an email I had sent to the medical director and the determination of the event’s date. Through this process, I joined a group named Clarksville Black Chat—despite possessing only one percent African descent, they kindly permitted my participation. This morning, I had the privilege of speaking with Mr. "Alan's" wife to convey the message of his profound love for his family. After bearing this weight for an extended period, I now feel that my mission is accomplished.
Although the gesture may arrive belatedly, I hope you rest in peace, Chief Warrant Officer "Alan." Thank you for your devoted service to our nation. The burden has been alleviated.
With sincere reflection,
Shannon
