When I was a freshman veterinary student in 1952, two women were in my class of 60 people. The Colorado A&M College of Veterinary
Medicine was one of the few schools that would accept women, and Phyllis Brown and Frankee Paige were good-natured students
with a valuable sense of humor. Both were well-liked by our classmates.
The course in physiological chemistry, required of all first-year veterinary students, was popularly called p-chem.
Physiological chemistry was a required course for first-year veterinary students. The faculty member who taught the course
had a PhD, and he seemed to resent students working toward a DVM, frequently making remarks such as "I know this bores you
and that you would much rather be studying a course that will help make you financially prosperous once you graduate, but
you'd better pay attention because I'm going to work you hard."
One of his pet projects was to put his students on a weeklong restricted diet and have them carry an Erlenmeyer flask around
all week to collect every drop of urine. The urine was then assayed for its chemical composition. You could always spot the
new veterinary students because they had to haul around this large flask.
I remember that I was on a high-purine diet. I had to eat sardines every day for a week. That was the last time I ever ate
sardines. In fact, sometimes I have trouble looking at goldfish.
Anyway, when the Erlenmeyer flasks were handed out to the students, Frankee asked the professor, "Doctor, can Phyllis and
I have a funnel to go with the flask?"
Scarlet-faced, the teacher excused the women from the experiment.
Robert M. Miller, DVM, is an author and a cartoonist, speaker, and Veterinary Medicine Practitioner Advisory Board member from Thousand Oaks, Calif. His thoughts in "Mind Over Miller" are drawn from 32 years
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