
tudents with their eyes on a medical education sometimes
see the U.S. armed forces as a way to exchange a couple of years of
time for expensive
tuition. Navy Commander Thomas R. Flipse, M.D., class of ’85, saw
things the other way around. “It’s sort of a sense of obligation and a patriotic duty,” says
Flipse.
“I tell everybody he bleeds red, white, and blue,” says his
mother, Ann R. Flipse, M.D., director of the School of Medicine’s
Office of Teaching and Learning.
“It’s something people sort of smile at but it’s
true,” says
Thomas Flipse, who was home from service in the Persian Gulf region on
a brief leave in November. “And whenever something goes wrong in
the world, the Navy’s the first to respond.”
Flipse, the son of Thomas E. Flipse, class of ’57,
was eight years beyond medical school and 34 years old when he joined.
But he still had
to explain it to his mom.
“This envelope arrived from the U.S. Department
of the Navy,” she
recalls. “I called him up and asked if there was something he forgot
to tell me. There was this long, bad pause.”
“I was trying to figure out what scandal it was,” he remembers. “Had
I forgotten Mother’s Day or something?”
Says Ann Flipse, “I actually thought that if I lived long enough
I would simply become good friends with my children.I’m now on
my 161st year, cumulative, of worrying.”
Thomas Flipse joined the U.S. Navy as a reservist
in 1993, but being a reservist doesn’t mean what it did a year ago. He couldn’t
share all the details about his deployment, but he is a flight surgeon
for a combat helicopter squadron. He has three certifications in the
Navy: aviation medicine, cardiovascular disease, and internal medicine.
He’s responsible for the general health and readiness of the whole
squadron. While he wouldn’t share an exact count, most squadrons
number around 200people—but they vary.
He has met several physicians in Kuwait and Iraq who went through the
military training program at Ryder Trauma Center. In civilian life,
which was put on hold in April, Thomas Flipse is a cardiac electrophysiologist
at the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville.
Despite the occasional heartache, Ann Flipse is
proud. “I pinned
on his wings and it was an honor to do that. I understand why he did
it and I’m proud of him. That doesn’t mean that I don’t
worry about him.”
Until this past year, Thomas Flipse only missed
Christmas at home twice—the
first time as a medical resident, the second when he was on-call at Mayo.
He left for Iraq just before Christmas, the same day Saddam Hussein was
captured. “There are several hundred thousand people over there
so it seems unfair for me to get any extra attention,” Flipse says
with characteristic humility. “I’m just another guy there.” |