The first time I wore a white coat was during the white coat ceremony in medical school. It was a beautiful day in New York City. Scores of young, bright-eyed medical students and their proud family members were all congregated in a ballroom, which shared its building with a bowling alley, in the heart of Harlem.
It was particularly warm inside the building, and we were being served hot coffee while receiving our seating assignments for the ceremony. One by one, the budding physicians were presented with their new unscathed and beaming white coats. The sound of joyous applause was at times interrupted by the loud bowling bowls rolling on the floor above us.
After the ceremony, we all posed for pictures wearing our new embellishment. It was a removed and mystical setting where the impending responsibilities and obligations of our chosen career path were not palpable.
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