1942 summer, Sandy’s family left their New York home and traveled to Moodus, Connecticut. Sandy’s stay lasted longer than
he planned. While in Connecticut, he was afflicted with polio. It started with
a headache and fever; shortly afterwards he was hospitalized. The health
officials would not let him travel back home, so his mom chose, for his stay,
the Connecticut hospital closest to New York. His parents visited, though they
were not allowed to have physical contact with him – they had to stay behind a
screen (as in the story told by Judith). Sandy stayed there for at least the full balance of the
summer and possibly longer, leaving the hospital on Labor Day. Labor Day became
a special occasion for the family, one celebrated again and again.
clearly the hospital member – nurse or assistant, he never told his children –
who told him he would never walk again: “he told me I would never walk again; I
told him to get out of my room and never come back”. Sandy lost his faith in health care
professionals after that.
man wrong. He left the hospital with his left calf muscle atrophied, but he not
only walked for most of his life, he played tennis three times a week.
“Stubborn,” says his son, Les. “he didn’t even let that slow him down. He
acknowledged the disease but he didn’t acknowledge any disability or handicap
from it until very, very late in life.”
his recovery in part to two things: the Sister Kenny Method under which the
muscles were moved around to prevent them from atrophying, and the fact that
his adored mother used to take him to the beach to walk on the sand barefoot,
which also, he thinks, strengthened his muscles. His family attributes it in
large measure to his strength of will.
of polio was with him, and not just in the atrophied calf (which did not slow
him down). He would never acknowledge a headache and always denied having them;
Les believes this was due to a headache being what started Sandy’s disease:
Sandy was unwilling to acknowledge the possibility of polio coming back. He did
not like things touching his feet, probably because of the memory of the
hospital bed, so his parents “built a little frame over the bed so that the
sheets could hang over the frame instead of touching his feet”.
brought home to Les how deeply the polio affected his father: “When we went to
an Indian Guide Camp to Catalina one year – coincidentally the same camp I took
my own children to – I came down with a fever.
And I did not know at the time, I had no idea until much later in life,
that that was a signal of the onset of polio, a high fever, but I did not know
that. I had a propensity for headaches and fever when I was a kid, but it was
always my mother who took care of me, but this was a father/son campout and I
remember they called the camp doctor and I was laying there in the little cabin
and the doctor came in and they stepped outside, they thought out of earshot,
but I remember my dad asking the doctor in a concerned voice, ‘it’s not polio’
– something to that effect and I realized he was so concerned about that.”
mistrust of healthcare professionals, and in spite of the recent Cutter Incident (see also here), in which several children died from an improperly
inactivated polio vaccine, Sandy made sure his children were vaccinated against
polio. The Cutter Incident made everyone at the time aware there was a risk;
but Sandy was also aware of the horrible risks on the other side.
successful career practicing law, and Les and his brother worked with him and
learned from him.
tennis, and the cartilage in his good knee was gone. It’s not clear if this was
part of Post-Polio Syndrome (PPS) or just aging. Sandy started using a cane,
then a walker, and finally a wheel chair. His cane was the first aid he used,
and he got it from a 99 Cent store which sold it as a walking cane. Then one
day it broke, and he hit his back against a wall as he twisted to avoid
falling. Sandy believed it was the fall that triggered the PPS. He filed a
lawsuit against the 99 cents store and the makers of the cane, and his sons
helped him prepare it. Through his determination he ended with a $40,000
in a wheelchair. He hated it. For years he fought succumbing to polio, now he
could no longer do it. But he was a realist, so he bought a wheelchair before
July 4, 2005 and bought a van and remained mobile, alert and active. It was at
that time he met the only doctor he came to trust, Dr. Jacquelin Perry, who
worked on polio and post polio syndrome and recently died herself, in her 90s. Dr. Perry taught
both Les and Sandy a lot about post polio syndrome. Les describes her as a
“remarkable woman, who really was the one who identified post-polio as a late
onset symptom of polio survivors.” She is described as “the Grande Dame
of Orthopaedics” and admired forher revolutionary work in helping polio survivors and in relation to post-polio
syndrome. Sandy learned to
trust her judgment and respect her.
syndrome, Sandy demonstrated the stubbornness that helped him walk again after
his experience with polio. Les tells about how Sandy managed to be mobile for
his granddaughter’s graduation: “When Leah graduated it was a hot day and he
had to cross a long field and that guy like the energizer bunny just kept going
and going and he made it to the graduation, and she graduated in 2006. That was
just after, within a year of him getting that wheelchair he had to make it
across that lawn. And he did.”
diagnosed with terminal cancer, Sandy was sent home in a hospice care. Les
tells how Sandy refused to be assisted onto the gurney that would take him
there: “two ambulance attendants came in with a gurney, and they were going to
roll him onto the gurney and roll him out, he refused. He said, I’m going to
stand up, and … that guy stood up barefoot on the hospital floor and then sat
on the gurney and said “now take me”.”
he refused to be a victim.
in October 2011. Les and his family feel his absence, but also feel honored to
have known this strong, stubborn man who would not give in to the horrible
disease – but was very, very anxious to protect his children from it.