only by the light in his eyes and the fervor of his voice the few times I could get him to talk. The boy loved basketball, and he needed a shoulder upon which to lean a bit; and he needed someone to say, "you can do it." Yes, that boy sure did need help, because he was struggling desperately to earn enough money to eat, to clothe himself, to pay his way through college. Yet, he had hitched his wagon to a star, dreamed and hoped that someday he would be a great surgeon and he did it.
How Jimmy Gladden survived the rebuffs, the disappointments, the years of struggle, the financial handicaps is beyond understanding. But he fought his was upward to success, became a great surgeon, and the first Negro ever elected to active fellowship in the American Academy of Orthopedic Surgeons; and