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I swear I saw an elephant. There was not time enough to be certain before I was swept along by the crush of humanity in the great hall of the American Psychiatric Associations exhibitor area, but Im almost certain that there was a medium-sized pachyderm between the roller-coaster and the three-story brain. It was 1999, and my experience with organized medicine was at that point limited to the APAs annual meetings. I had attended several and enjoyed them quite a lot. I still do. The grandeur and scale are hard to imagine until one actually sees them firsthand and witnesses the immense opportunities for professional development. Despite the appeal and stature of APA, there was something more that I needed professionally. It was easy to learn a great deal by wandering the poster sessions or attending the workshops, but there was something a little too impersonal and anonymous about it all. A mentor told me about an opportunity to attend the Association for Academic Psychiatry (AAP) annual meeting. He said that this was a very intimate group with a focus on the teaching and learning of psychiatry. This sounded much like what had been missing from my professionalPreview Only. This article cannot be rented because we do not currently have permission from the publisher.
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