John Hardy (1958)

Graduate, MSAC; then U.C. 1963 - Zoology; Worked as Lab tech one year at Riverside County Hospital; then attended Medical School - U.S.C. from 1964-1968. Was in USNR from '57 until commisioned Ensign 1915 when admitted to Med. School - graduated in 1968. Internship at Naval Hospital, Boston, Mass. then Residency in Internal Medicine at Naval Hospital San Diego 1969-72; then Chief of Medicine at Nav. reg. Med. Center, Naples, Italy 1972-1974. Then Fellow, Allergy-Immunology 1978-1980; Then Asst. Chief of Medicine, Naval Hospital Oakland, 1985-1987; Retired from Navy; then Chief, Allergy/Immunology at Kaiser Permanente, Vallejo, CA. until second retirement in 1999. Now live on the Hood Canal on the Kitsap Peninsula near Seattle, WA.

Stay in touch with my own classmates. Remember Van Jackman specifically, but others of your class mix in with my memories so thoroughly that I can't clearly separate out the stories. My one and only H.S. girlfriend, was Brenda Bagley of whom I have fond memories, but she sadly and tragically passed in the early 80's. Though she drove me crazy (or I drove me crazy) I wish I could have said goodbye to her. Richard Anderson; Don Fraser are amongst my favorite friends from CHS. But, Van Jackman is the most poignant memory since we used to "treat" sick animals (mainly birds and rats) in the 8th and 9th grade. I presume Van went on to Med. school as well. My favorite teacher: George Cleve Turner whom I consider a close friend. He is the one major reason I continued on into medicine successfully from his mentoring in Advanced Biology. Funny memory? Only making pipe bombs with Dick (Richard) Anderson in the wastelands of Padua Hills above the orange groves (now prime real estate obviously). Lucky we didn't lose one of our lives; or at least an eye. In those days too, we used to collect metalic mercury (Hg) at Pomona College and "play" with it in various applcations -- without a hazmat suit -- and to this day, I do not understand why an entire team is called to action with a mercury spill? Then thee's our playing with metallic sodium and potassium -- we would cut off a large hunk; place it in a glass jar. Metalic Na and K are highly active and of course release enormous amounts of hydrogen when placed in water; and with the heat evolved, the hydrogen detonates! I almost lost my vision as a result of that little escapade! We were all idiots! But we were all immortal of course. I could go on telling about my gathering dogs and cats from the local humane society when in the 7th grade --- They would be sacrificed as a matter of course then. I would bring them home and -- with indulgent parents and "instruments" gathered from the trash bins at Pomona Valley Community Hospital -- scalpels and hemostats -- I would disect the then dead animals, learning a bit about anatomy without consideration for the communicable risks. Recall: I did have polio myelitis in the 7th grade and was intercepted by the Claremont police scavanging the PVCH trash bens. They were concerned that may "collection" of intstruments a drugs were the signs of a depraved young man headed -- surely --toward drug addiction. This never happened. Putting that stuff into myself never even occurred to me. In fact, I (and my parents) had NO idea what they were talking about. But the remakable freedoms we had in those days stands in stark contrast to the constraints needed today, mainly because our values and standards have changed. Don't ask me why? It's complicated and political and -- somewhat -- is water under the bridge that was built in the 1960's culminating in Woodstock. My best to you all.
John S. Hardy, Jr.