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ABOUT MCSC

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“Welcome to the McCune Smith Cordice Medical Society (MCSC), where excellence meets community. Founded on the principles of empowerment, advocacy, and service, MCSC is a beacon of support and opportunity for Black healthcare professionals. Our society provides a dynamic platform for networking, professional development, and collective advocacy, aimed at advancing equitable healthcare access and uplifting minority physicians.

At MCSC, we believe in the power of unity and collaboration. Through our diverse range of events, workshops, and initiatives, members have the chance to connect with like-minded peers, access valuable resources, and stay abreast of the latest advancements in medicine. Whether you’re seeking mentorship, career guidance, or opportunities to give back to the community, MCSC is here to support your journey every step of the way.

Join us in shaping a brighter future for healthcare, where diversity is celebrated, voices are heard, and every physician has the opportunity to thrive. Together, we’re not just building a society – we’re building a legacy of excellence and inclusivity in medicine. Come be a part of something extraordinary at MCSC.”

The McCune Smith – Cordice Medical Society

 

WHAT’S IN A NAME?

What is in a name? Everything. A name defines who you are or what your organization represents. A name conjures images or characters that a person or a society would like to emulate or select as role models for what they achieved and what they stood for while they were still alive.

Our society, after careful consideration, has chosen for eponyms, two individuals, James Mc Cune Smith and John Walter Vincent Cordice​. These two proud physicians, dared to be different, ​and incarnated honor and excellence in the face of an adverse society​. Their memories we would like to perpetuate as inspirations for generations to come

James McCune Smith, MD

James McCune Smith was born a slave on April 18th, 1813. He was the son of Samuel Smith, who was a white merchant slave owner,  and Lavina Smith who was  a slave woman from South Carolina. Smith would often say he is the “son of a self-emancipated bondswoman” and was freed at the age of 14 following the passage of the Emancipation Act in New York on July 14, 1827. Despite emancipation, he remained fearful that slave hunters would recapture him and return him into slavery.

 

He graduated with honors from the African Free School located on Mulberry Street in New York City. The school was founded in 1785 as a philanthropic organization by white abolitionists   to show that blacks can compete intellectually as well as whites.  He worked as a blacksmith while studying Latin and Greek at night in preparation for college.

 

McCune did well in school but was denied admission to Columbia University simply because of his race. He was accepted at the University of Glasgow where he obtained a BA in 1835, a Masters in 1836 and an MD degree,  graduating in 1837 at the top of his class. He submitted his thesis to the faculty and earned both honors and praise. 

 

After graduating from medical school, he traveled to Paris to gain additional clinical experience alongside some of the renowned professionals in Europe.  He returned to New York City in 1839 and established the first black medical practice along with a pharmacy to serve all people. Unlike his white peers and the prevailing norms of the time, McCune chose the path of moral integrity by providing care for all individuals in need, without segregating healthcare based on race. 

 

He also established an evening school dedicated to educating individuals of all racial backgrounds. It was not until 1847, ten years after Smith, that James Peck graduated from Rush Medical College and became the first black man to receive an American medical degree and   1864 when Rebecca Lee Crumpler became the first black female physician, with a medical degree  from New England Female Medical College which subsequently merged with Boston University. 

Smith’s general and surgical practice was not limited to black patients but to all in need. Medical practice in those days consisted of “bleeding, cupping, leeching” and use of herbs for medicinal purposes. He practiced the accepted standards of his time. Despite his achievements, he was not accepted for membership in the New York medical associations or the American Medical Association.

 

James McCune Smith never hesitated to rise to the defense of black people and their  rights as  human beings and closely collaborated with Frederick Douglas. He established the National Council for Colored People in 1853. Frederick Douglas called Smith “the single most important influence on his life” .

 

Smith practiced social justice and wrote against the Supreme Court’s decision in the Dred Scott case denying black individuals’ citizenship and their rights to be free.  When Thomas Jefferson wrote in “Notes on the State of Virginia” that “blacks, whether originally a distinct race or made distinct by time and circumstances, are inferior to the whites in the endowments both of body and mind”, Smith proved him wrong. Jefferson would solidify his views on race when , in speaking to the black inventor Benjamin Banneker, he  indicated that “ Nobody wishes more than I do to see such proofs as you exhibit, that nature has given to our black brethren, talents equal to those of the other colors of men, and that the appearance of a want of them is owing merely to the degraded condition of their existence, both in Africa and America”.

 

James McCune Smith would debunk Jefferson’s ideas on race and mental differences and made his arguments to counter the predominant belief that “free blacks might languish without filial protection from white slave owners”. Smith argued that unfavorable social circumstances were to blame for existing differences in racial achievements and not intellectual capacity. Smith was fluent in French, Spanish, German, Greek, Latin, Hebrew and Italian.  

 

Smith was the first black to publish case series and case reports and used statistics in his medical publications to disprove accepted dogma. He was not allowed to present his medical findings to the New York Medical and Surgical Society and as such had another white physician present his findings. His case series was published in the New York Journal of Medicine and consisted of five patients who experienced cessation of menses with the use of opium. He published his findings because they were contrary to what had been written and accepted in the textbooks. He advocated for controlled comparison in medical research.

 

Using statistical methods, Smith proved that the 1840 census was racially biased. He authored more than 100 articles in ethnology, geography, and medicine.  In 1854, he was elected to membership in the American Geographical Society in New York and gave an address on how to improve census taking methods. At the time of his election to that society, an article in the newspaper, Provincial Freeman, called him “A colored savant”. 

 

James McCune Smith was married in 1842 to Malvina Barnett (1825-1891) and had six children but only four of his children survived.  He loved caring for children and considered it a “holy trust” having his own children look up to him for “support, discipline and guidance”. He had confidence in the importance of the family unit and the significance of providing guidance and support to the youth. 

Smith was appointed physician to the Colored Orphan Asylum on Fifth Avenue and 44th street in New York City. The asylum was founded in 1836 to help black children in need only to be destroyed on July 13, 1863, by a white mob during the Draft Riots in New York City. He overcame adversity well and remained undeterred in what he had to do in life. When the streetcar company denied him access to public transportation because of his race, he decided to walk 6-7 miles to continue his work at the Colored Orphan Asylum. 

 

James McCune Smith suffered from congestive heart failure and as such could not practice much after 1863. On November 17, 1865, Dr Smith died at his home in the Williamsburg section of Brooklyn where he lived with his family. He was buried at the Cypress Hill Cemetery. 

 

James McCune Smith was a pioneering figure who cared for the sick regardless of their racial or religious background. He fought for basic human dignity and his life story demonstrates the detrimental effects of racism on black lives. The ripples of that practice are still being felt today.  He was a trailblazer who held the belief that race was not a biological phenomenon but, instead, a social fabrication. While he is primarily recognized among black historians for his abolitionist work, those in the field of medicine have largely overlooked and almost erased his legacy.

 

One can only aspire that  this collective forgetfulness regarding race will eventually be corrected, and history will recognize James McCune Smith in the manner he deserves- as the first  Black  American doctor in the United States, a highly productive author, a passionate abolitionist dedicated to the cause of social justice, and a devout servant of God who played a pivotal role in making the abolition of slavery a reality. The accomplishments of contemporary black physicians can largely be attributed to the persistence and sacrifices first set in motion by James McCune Smith. He not only made significant contributions to the medical field in the presence of insurmountable odds but also tirelessly fought for social justice, a legacy that certainly warrants recognition and commemoration.

John Walter Vincent Cordice, Jr, MD

John Walter Vincent Cordice, Jr was born in Aurora, North Carolina.  His father emigrated from St Vincent and the Grenadines in the West Indies, where he had studied pharmacy. Once in the US, he entered Howard University and obtained his medical degree in 1911. He started a family practice in Greensboro, North Carolina. In 1918, the US Public Health Service dispatched him to Aurora to help with the eradication of post war influenza, which was affecting the young soldiers back from the battlefield. This is when he met and married Pearl Mae Hollingsworth.  Soon afterwards from the couple, was born John Walter Vincent Jr, who grew up in Durham and eventually moved to New York City to study Medicine at New York University.  He graduated in 1943. 

 

He immediately started a residency in Surgery at Harlem Hospital, under Lewis Tompkins Wright, MD.  Those were difficult years since residents only earned a meager salary. He found support and comfort in the love of his life, Marguerite whom he married while he was still a resident. The residency was interrupted when he did a tour of duty in the US Air Force. He was assigned to the squadron of the Tuskegee Air Men.

 

Upon completing his surgical training, Dr. Cordice travelled to Paris, France, where he completed a sub-specialty in Thoracic and Cardio-Vascular Surgery at Hopital Broussais-La Charite, under the direction of the famed Dr. Charles Dubost.  This was quite rare in those days particularly for an African American. Upon his return, he obtained further training at Kings County Hospital of the State University of New York. 

 

He was then one of the first African Americans to receive formal training in Cardio-thoracic Surgery.  He became board certified in both General Surgery and Thoracic Surgery. He was appointed to the staff of Harlem Hospital as Chief of Thoracic Surgery, shortly thereafter.  This appointment placed him on a collision course with destiny. 

 

Indeed, on September 20, 1958, while Dr. Martin Luther King Jr was attending a book signing in Harlem, he was stabbed with a letter opener and was brought to Harlem Hospital with the blade still planted in his chest.  Dr. Cordice was called and performed the thoracotomy, although credit was given to Dr. Aubrey De Lambert Maynard, then Chief of Surgery at Harlem hospital.  The tip of the blade was just a few millimeters away from the aorta, but no serious injury resulted and Dr. King, Jr left the hospital 14 days later. Thus, the entire nation owes Dr. Cordice a debt of gratitude for having preserved the life of the young Baptist minister who went on to change the course of history by shepherding the Civil Rights movement. 

 Dr. Cordice always remained close to family and his community, but always felt a need to get involved in the leadership of his profession.  Thus, in 1970 we find him chairing a New York Academy of Medicine Conference entitled: Community Participation for Equity and Excellence in Health Care. He gave a well-received presentation on the “Role of the Community in developing Improved Health Care.”  He was bringing Health Care Disparity to the forefront, before it became fashionable. 

 

Around that time, he became affiliated with Queens Hospital Center and with Julius W. Garvey, MD constituted the Thoracic Surgery Team at that Hospital. That is when he met Dr. Leslie Wise, then Chairman of Surgery at Long Island Jewish Medical Center, who invited him to join his staff with dual appointment in General Surgery and Thoracic Surgery. He always remained grateful to Dr. Wise for having supported his entry into the New York Surgical Society, membership that had been denied to him until then for unclear reasons. He maintained his leadership in the medical societies and in 1983-1984, he served as President of the Medical Society of the County of Queens. 

Dr. Cordice had a lifelong enthusiasm for music, particularly American Jazz. He still found time to remain active academically and at the age of 73, he was still publishing scholarly papers. One of them entitled “the Anatomic Distribution of Colonic Carcinomas in Middle Class Black Americans” appeared in the Journal of the National Medical Association in 1991.

 

He left Long Island Jewish Medical Center in 1993, but his medical career was far from over.  He ran the Thoracic clinic at Queens Hospital Center, well into his 80s and occasionally still performed surgeries. Prostate cancer could not stop him as he battled the disease successfully and continued to be active.  

 

As late as 2007, nearly 90 years old, he had kept also an employment with the Board of Health of the City and State of New York and was a member of the NY State Education Department and the Office of Professional Responsibility State Board for Medicine. He kept his membership in the Medical Society of the County of Queens, long enough to see me become President of the same society in 1999-2000, as well as another one of his protégés, Dr. James Satterfield in 2008-2009. For all his accomplishments, he was given in 2009 a Lifetime Achievement Award by the Medical Society and the Academy of Medicine of Queens County. He was not done with Medicine yet.

Last year, however, he became increasingly aware that his health was failing. His loving wife, Marguerite, shared her concerns with me, because he was having more and more frequent episodes of dizziness. However, Dr. Cordice’s mind had remained sharp, and he was only frustrated that his physical health could not keep up with his will to continue to serve his community and remain relevant in this society of which he had been and was still such a prominent figure.

 

Earlier in April 2013, he participated in an Alumni Celebration at NYU for the Survivors of the Class of 43.  The same month, he participated in the House of Delegates of the Medical Society of Queens County and in May 2013, he attended the Annual Assembly of the Medical Society of Queens County. He was still driving his old beloved and faithful VW Beetle.  

 

In November 2013, upon learning that his long-time friend and co-worker, Dr. Gerald Deas was going to receive a Lifetime Community Service Award at the Annual Gala of the Medical Society of Queens County, he wrote a personal congratulatory note that was published in the Souvenir-Journal and is a testament to his bright and lucid mind. Unfortunately, as the years continued their ineluctable undermining of this giant and his health failing, Marguerite felt that it was best to move to Iowa to be closer to their children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.

 

It is thus surrounded by the loving affection and embrace of his beloved family that his flame flickered and went out, quietly and blissfully.  They had sung for him Christmas carols that morning.

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