This post is for Geena from Code Blog because she isn’t old enough to recognize this girl . Do you remember this girl’s name? She’s an actress named Peggy Lipton, and she played Julie Barnes on the Mod Squad. She ran around with two mod guys while solving crimes and saving the world. It was all about peace, love, and doing the right thing. Peggy was the definition of cool. Every girl in my school wanted to be just like Peggy. We wore short skirts, grew our hair long, and begged our parents to let us wear makeup and bleach our hair. Few of us made it to mod status. I know I didn’t make the grade. It just wasn’t meant to be.

I wonder what mod nurses looked like in the 1960s. I know that they cared about their patients. I’ve seen some pictures from back then. Nurses wore short dresses, and I don’t know how they were able to bend over and make a bed without their undies showing. They wore caps and dreamed of marrying doctors.

Here’s a mod looking nurse. She’s off duty so she’s not wearing her mini nursing uniform. Our mod nurse was just doing her own thing, and then she fell in love. She’s dreaming about marrying a doctor.

“When Jacqueline Clarke came from France to nurse at a Yorkshire hospital she had never known any Englishmen except her father. Soon she was to meet two very attractive ones; her farmer-cousin Guy, who ruled over his broad acres from a centuries-old farmhouse, and the distinguished surgeon of whom nurses spoke in awed whispers as “the great Mr. Broderick.”

Guy fell in love and started proposing marriage almost at once, while she wasn’t supposed even to speak to Mr. Broderick — and what a sensation there was when she did! She couldn’t presume to imagine that he would ever give her a serious thought…and yet the idea of him seemed to come persistently between her and Guy.”

I giggled when I read the back about the “great Mr. Broderick.” I guess he was trying to be cool by not insisting that the nurses call him doctor. That’s him looking cool on the bookcover. Look closely at the picture. Is he smoking a joint? I think he looks a little stoned. That’s another thing I remember about the 1960s, but that’s another story.

Today’s nurses have a few thing in common with nurses from the 1960s. We want the best for our patients. It’s still all about wanting to do the right thing. Groovy!