My mentor was the Giant on whose shoulders I stood.
When his guidance faded, I lamented the ground approaching rapidly beneath me.
Deeply uncertain, I recentered and drove my roots deeply into the earth.
Years later, students, colleagues, and faculty now stand on my shoulders.
Channeling Maya Angelou: When great trees fall, new ones grow.
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When Great Trees Fall, New Ones Grow
Ashten R. Duncan, MD, MPH, CPH
Fam Med. 2024;56(9):590-590.
DOI: 10.22454/FamMed.2024.379943
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Lead Author
Ashten R. Duncan, MD, MPH, CPH
Affiliations: University of New Mexico Health Sciences Center, Albuquerque, NM
Corresponding Author
Ashten R. Duncan, MD, MPH, CPH
Correspondence: University of New Mexico Health Sciences Center, Albuquerque, NM
Email: ashtenduncan@gmail.com
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