Check our online Class Secretaries Directory . There was no furniture in his house, and he and his wife slept on a bare floor. The next afternoon, a man was standing on his front porch, blood dripping from an errant hatchet blow, sheepishly asking for help. Eleven years later, Rider is the only resident practicing doctor in Hamilton County, New York's smallest. He drives a rusty Pontiac station wagon with 160,000 miles on it and a loose piece of body metal that bangs in the breeze.
Rider makes house calls and keeps a Bible in the waiting room.
The only problem is the office. Minor surgeries are performed in a storage room piled high with pharmaceutical samples and bandages. When no one's in the operating chair, the nurse uses it as a desk. Two years ago, Rider asked town officials if they could fix up the old building. It opens next year.