At all hours of the day, seven days a week, the two-story colonial house on High Street in West Medford, six miles north of Boston, is full of bustle. Patients with almost every disease in the book, from sinus trouble to tuberculosis and cancer, crowd the wooden benches in the waiting room. Every now & then, one goes through a side door to see Dr. Robert Edward Lincoln, 52, who asks about their complaints. Dr. Lincoln is most interested in whether they have had grippe or flu during certain epidemic seasons. Whatever ails them,...
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