Abstract
Fielding Hudson Garrison once remarked that because his birthday fell on 5 November, Guy Fawkes Day, he was “fated to suffer from in-ward hell-fire and brimstone all [his] life”. Though said in jest, Garrison was a vulnerable, melancholic and self-confessed lonely man who found solace in the papers, periodicals and books of the Army Medical Library — today's National Library of Medicine. Over the course of approximately 25 years, and often while working in his spare time, Garrison went from a clerk in the world's largest medical library to America's pioneering and, arguably, most prolific medical historian, past or present.
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