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Agnes G. Doody, Ph.D....FUN FACTS! “Young girl wins state award” – that was Agnes . I lived on a farm; it was great. Not only did I live on a farm, I worked outdoors with my Dad and loved every minute of it. Like most rural kids living on a farm, I was in a 4-H Club, one specializing in livestock. My animals were my friends: the pigs, sheep and young heifers. I did well in showing my animals in the annual 4-H Fair. Records for the prize-winners were kept and each year the Thomas E. Wilson Company awarded one young 4-H member in each state a prize for being the best in the state. I won that award in 1945, the only girl to have done so. The prize was a gold watch. When I received my watch, I was crushed; it was a boy's pocket watch. My father was angry. His advice: “Send that damn watch back and tell them your name is Agnes not Anthony.” I did. About three weeks later a beautiful Lady Elgin watch arrived with a very special letter of congratulations from Mr. Wilson. I cherish that watch to this day and it still runs. TALK – A glorious surprise . I had serious hip surgery in the early 60s. As complications arose, I had an extended “visit” in the Yale- New Haven Hospital in New Haven , CT. Several of my students drove from Rhode Island to the hospital to visit: my cheering squad. They were my best medicine because they were fun and were oh so optimistic that “Doc” would soon be back in the classroom. One day, five of my debaters (I coached debate at URI) came into the hospital room with grins on their faces. They handed me a package which I opened; the contents of that package stunned me. There was a new set of Rhode Island vanity license plates, with the word TALK. I was floored; how did they manage to get them; so, they told me their story. One debater went into my car and “borrowed” my registration. Then three of them then went to the Motor Vehicles Department in Providence. There they meet the Director of Motor Vehicles and told him why they wanted to get those special plates. He thought it was “very touching” and agreed it was the thing to do. He watched as one of the debaters forged my signature on the application form and then he processed the application and the plates soon became mine. ' We have an expression here in the state: “Only in Rhode Island .”

Agnes G. Doody, Ph.D....FUN FACTS!

“Young girl wins state award” – that was Agnes . I lived on a farm; it was great. Not only did I live on a farm, I worked outdoors with my Dad and loved every minute of it. Like most rural kids living on a farm, I was in a 4-H Club, one specializing in livestock. My animals were my friends: the pigs, sheep and young heifers. I did well in showing my animals in the annual 4-H Fair. Records for the prize-winners were kept and each year the Thomas E. Wilson Company awarded one young 4-H member in each state a prize for being the best in the state. I won that award in 1945, the only girl to have done so. The prize was a gold watch. When I received my watch, I was crushed; it was a boy's pocket watch. My father was angry. His advice: “Send that damn watch back and tell them your name is Agnes not Anthony.” I did. About three weeks later a beautiful Lady Elgin watch arrived with a very special letter of congratulations from Mr. Wilson. I cherish that watch to this day and it still runs.

TALK – A glorious surprise . I had serious hip surgery in the early 60s. As complications arose, I had an extended “visit” in the Yale- New Haven Hospital in New Haven , CT. Several of my students drove from Rhode Island to the hospital to visit: my cheering squad. They were my best medicine because they were fun and were oh so optimistic that “Doc” would soon be back in the classroom. One day, five of my debaters (I coached debate at URI) came into the hospital room with grins on their faces. They handed me a package which I opened; the contents of that package stunned me. There was a new set of Rhode Island vanity license plates, with the word TALK. I was floored; how did they manage to get them; so, they told me their story. One debater went into my car and “borrowed” my registration. Then three of them then went to the Motor Vehicles Department in Providence. There they meet the Director of Motor Vehicles and told him why they wanted to get those special plates. He thought it was “very touching” and agreed it was the thing to do. He watched as one of the debaters forged my signature on the application form and then he processed the application and the plates soon became mine. ' We have an expression here in the state: “Only in Rhode Island .”