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LEFT, Regatta participants sail past Fort
Gorges in Portland Harbor. ©2006
Carl D. Walsh
RIGHT, Chandler’s Wharf, one of many
piers jutting into Casco Bay, features condominiums. Long
Wharf, to the right, is home to DiMillo’s, a former car
ferry turned into a harborside restaurant. ©2006 Nance Trueworthy
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Portland, Maine (continued)
Health care, Down East style
Portland hospitals have also gone the extra
mile to welcome newcomers such as Somalis, who make up 20
percent of immigrant patients. For example, Maine Medical
Center’s manager of interpreter and cross-cultural
services, Dana Gaya, has developed special “double”
hospital gowns that allow Muslim women to maintain their
modesty.
MMC and Mercy have
become hubs for medical care in northern New England.
“The specialists here are as good as you can find
anywhere. They practice here because they love to live
here,” says Wood of this local health-care industry.
As the region’s
third largest employer, MMC, whose origins date to 1872, blends
teaching programs and a research institute with its original
patient-care mission. For Skelton, it’s pleasing to know
that “There’s a nice mix of medical students,
residents, and practitioners without some of the politics.
It’s an academic institution, yet not part of a medical
school.”
There is no medical school
in Maine, but the 500 attending physicians who double as
faculty members hold academic appointments at the University of Vermont.
There is a school of osteopathic medicine at the University
of New England in
Biddeford.
The location of her
office is a real bonus for Skelton. “Family Medicine is
located in a beautiful facility that opened in 1999 about three
blocks from a walking path around Casco Bay,” she says.
The path is part of a thousand-mile “green belt”
trail around the city.
MMC is currently adding
a building for women’s and infants’ services at its
main campus and expanding its emergency, obstetrics, and
newborn departments. The hospital started its own certified
nursing assistant program in 2000. Ninety percent of its 310
graduates now work at MMC.
MMC is the state’s
sole location for certain specialties, such as brachytherapy. A
new high dose rate (HDR) therapy has reduced three week-long
treatments to two outpatient treatments in one week—and
ended the need for patients to travel to Boston for the long
procedures. MMC has also received a Medal of Honor from
the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services in recognition
of its organ procurement efforts. Its donation rate is 82
percent, compared with the national average of 55 percent.
The Maine Medical Center Research Institute includes centers with basic and clinical
projects related to vascular medicine, regenerative medicine
(primarily stem cell research), clinical and translational
research (applying basic science to actual patient treatment),
psychological research, and outcomes research. Outcomes
research is needed to determine how to best apply new therapies
to individual patients, the Institute’s director, Ken
Ault, MD, points out. He cites such specific-to-research
programs as the availability of coated stents to patients at
least three years before they were approved by the FDA. Other
projects include angiogenesis research, studying mechanisms
used by cells to form embryos, and identifying and treating
children at risk for developing schizophrenia. “We cover
the spectrum from fairly exotic molecular biology to very
practical research that directly benefits patients,” he
says.
Each research group is
small, Ault admits, but a new strategic plan is under way to
double the programs in five years. The lure of Maine will be
important. “Previously, researchers would come for a
visit and tell us that they wished MMC had the research
facilities that would work for them because they loved the
lifestyle. Now we do have the needed facilities to attract
outstanding scientists.”
Mercy Hospital,
Portland’s second oldest, began in 1918 as Queen’s
Hospital, founded by the Sisters of Mercy to care for patients
during the world’s cataclysmic flu epidemic. New quarters
in 1943 provided 150 beds, and a new wing in 1952 earned it an
appraisal as one of America’s most modern hospitals. An
aquatic and rehabilitation center opened in 1999. It’s
now about to build a $66 million, 130,000-square-foot facility
overlooking the Fore River, with another project on the drawing
board.
In addition to traditional
services, Mercy focuses on behavioral health through its New England Eating
Disorders Program and The
Recovery Center, the state’s largest inpatient and
outpatient drug and alcohol addiction program. Each year, more
than 1,600 patients are hospitalized, and at least 12,500
receive varying levels of outpatient treatment. The center is
currently participating in national clinical trials of
buprenorphine as an alternative to methadone for treating the
14-to-21-year-old age group.
Up from the depths
Living on the edge of the sea wasn’t
always so good for the immigrants who began arriving soon after
its first European resident, Christopher Levett landed with a
party of 10 in 1623. One of Levett’s men, Walter Bagnall,
was killed in 1631 by Indians. The natives repeatedly
threatened and attacked later arrivals and in 1690, virtually
destroyed the settlement. A treaty reached in 1727 finally
brought security to the area.
Portland would
withstand and recover from Revolutionary War bombardment, two
Indian massacres, and destruction by fire—four times. The
worst fire, in 1866, prompted city leaders to adopt the motto,
“Resurgam,” meaning “to rise again,”
like a phoenix from the ashes. Many decades later, writers of a
1940 city guide would comment, “There is a sturdiness and
ruggedness about the vari-colored vistas that make
understandable the undaunted nature of the early settlers now
written into the characters of their descendants who wrest a
hard sustenance from this region of rocky soil and stormy
seas.”
The residents’
undaunted nature resurfaced when an economic downturn made its
malicious mark on Portland’s landscape. Downtown
prosperity had plummeted as business tenants abandoned one
building after another, until the last downtown department
store, Porteous, pulled out in 1991. By then, the vacancy rate
had risen to a dismal 40 percent.
To survive, Portland
needed to renew its identity. “We brought in people from
all over the country,” remembers Liz Darling, the
city’s marketing and communications director. “They
said, ‘You’ve got this beautiful gem. You already
have the infrastructure; just come up with a
plan.’”
City officials decided
to pursue the arts, turning the downtown part of
Portland’s long, long Congress Street into a
“port” for artists and designers of all
kinds—jewelry, clothing, furniture, and
graphic—some of whom had engineered the waterfront
district’s renewal but were now being driven out by the
high-end gentrification that followed.
Enticed by cheap rents on
Congress, the new “refugees” began moving in. Today
this arts district includes the artists, a law firm catering to
creative businesses, and a string of antique shops that attract
shoppers from around the country. The Museum of Art is
nearby, as are offices and venues for several arts
organizations. The Maine College of Art became the downtown crown jewel when it
moved into the vacant 100,000-square-foot Porteous building.
Today, of America’s
mid-sized cities, Portland has the third lowest vacancy
rate—three percent. The creative community accounts for
5,300 jobs. “You don’t see a national chain
downtown,” reports Darling. “Instead, there’s
entertainment, excitement, something different, including some
2,000 events every year and Friday night art walks that bring
out thousands of people.” Big box stores are found at the
Maine Mall in South Portland.
The city’s
cultural atmosphere has been a special gift for Inhorn, who has
been playing the viola ever since his father informed him, as a
child, that he’d be the fourth member of the
family’s string quartet. In Portland, he’s hoping
to join one of several informal musical groups, and he enjoys
listening to a nationally renowned Celtic fiddler who lives not
far from the hospital. In fact, the town fabled for fresh
lobster and laconic duffers with Down East drawls holds its own
with music, art, and theater offerings, including symphony,
opera, and ballet.
There are unusual events,
such as The Little Festival of the Unexpected, featuring readings of works by new playwrights,
and the Friends of the Kotzschmar Organ. This huge pipe organ was installed in the
rebuilt city auditorium attached to City Hall in 1908 after yet
another horrendous fire. It was commissioned by a son of
Portland, Philadelphia publisher of the Saturday Evening Post and Ladies’ Home Journal, Cyrus H.K. Curtis. His middle initials honored a
renowned musician and teacher, Hermann Kotzschmar, who was with
the Curtises when Cyrus was born. Today organists from around
the world perform several concerts each year, and there’s
also a special evening of silent movies with organ
accompaniment.
Today’s thriving
economy notwithstanding, green means more than the color of
money in Portland. Exhibit A is the green belt trail, one
legacy of a turn-of-the-century (1900) mayor who spurred
development of hundreds of acres around the city for parks and
recreation. More recently, in 2003, conservation-oriented
Portlanders enthusiastically responded to an offer of free
bikes from Bicycling magazine to demonstrate alternative transportation as a
way of cutting back on fossil fuel use. Fifty residents (out of
250 applicants) who received the two-wheelers pedaled 12,000
miles in a three-month period. A welcome
“side-effect”: They burned off 750,000
calories. Their success brought calls from 20 other small
cities also interested in the program.
Even the weather, which
could be a deterrent for “sissies,” is less severe
than most people expect. Winters are mild compared to the
Midwest, reports Darling, but newcomers shouldn’t come
without warm duds. “People think we’re Eskimos, but
we’re not.” g
Eileen Lockwood is a free-lance writer
based in St. Joseph, Missouri.
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