Sir William Osler loved people, especially children,1 old people, and medical students. As a result, children, old people, students, physicians, and patients loved him. In addition to being a superb clinician and a magnificent teacher, Osler made everyone with whom he came in contact feel that he was primarily and genuinely interested in that individual. I have met hundreds of his former students in America and England who shared that belief. For example, Thomas B. Futcher, who was supposed to give me an examination in medicine when I transferred from Oxford to the senior class at the Hopkins in 1916, happily chatted about the "Chief" for an hour and then gave me a good grade. John Musser did the same thing when I took the national board examinations on my return from the American Expeditionary Force (AEF) in France in 1919. In fact, passing examinations seemed more dependent on