One of the best things about the Annual Meeting of the American Society of Clinical Oncology (ASCO) is
the opportunity to catch up with colleagues. For me, oncology has always felt
like a small community of like-minded clinicians who choose to dedicate their
lives to the treatment and care of people with cancer. So, with each year, I
look forward to seeing friends from fellowship, mentors who helped shape my
career, students who I taught and who later chose the field themselves, and
those colleagues who I’ve gotten to know first professionally, and in whom
friendships easily developed.
Arti Hurria is one of these people. We met in fellowship at Memorial Sloan-Kettering Cancer Center. She came across as quietly assured, thoughtful, yet immediately approachable. We worked closely at different times during those years, notably during our rotation on the Leukemia service and I still remember the long days and nights on service.
Our careers diverged after fellowship. I have watched
proudly as she developed a career in breast oncology and a specialty in geriatric
oncology, becoming Editor-in-Chief of the Journal
of Geriatric Oncology and one of the leaders of the Cancer and Aging
Research Group. In 2013, she was the recipient of ASCO’s B.J.
Kennedy Award and Lecture for Scientific Excellence in Geriatric Oncology.
Even while I beamed at the achievement, I was shocked. When did we get old
enough to receive achievement awards?
The issue came up after a meeting for The Oncologist, which was held during the ASCO meeting in June
2015; both Arti and I have the privilege of being on the Editorial Board. After
a quick hug and small talk, we discovered our flights were leaving Chicago at
the same time, so we decided to share a cab to the airport. There we reminisced
about old times in New York, about where our colleagues were and who we had kept
in touch with, and what we were up to now. We caught up on families and
careers, achievements, and how younger colleagues had started to come to us for
guidance on careers— marveling on what our
mentees had achieved thus far and enthusiastic about what else they could do.
“When did we become
the mentors, Arti?” I asked her, somewhat shocked to see myself in the role. “When
I look in the mirror, I still see a somewhat uncertain clinician finishing his
fellowship—making his first foray in to the role of attending; someone who even
today seeks direction from my own mentors—from David Spriggs
at MSKCC or more recently, from Michael
Birrer—about what direction my career should take. Surely—I cannot be a mentor if I still feel the need to be
the mentee.”
Arti chimed in then. “Well, I think oncology is changing so
much and there is so much yet to do. In geriatric oncology, I know what
questions we’ve answered. We’ve worked hard to obtain the datasets, looked at the
assessment tools, created some as well. The field is attracting more and younger
faculty, motivated to move us forward, and I want to encourage them. If I can
make it easier to answer a question, I want to do that. And, if the question
has been asked and answered, I want to help them define what else we need to
know?”
Listening to Arti, I recognized some of the same passions
belied my quest to stay in academic oncology, and perhaps explained why I
considered her such a close colleague. Like her, I enjoyed helping students and
young faculty better define their interests, develop clinical questions, and
launch an academic career. It was also satisfying when something I worked hard
on with junior faculty made its way to ASCO as a poster or better yet, published
in a peer-reviewed journal.
Talking to my dear friend as we made our way to Chicago’s O’Hare
airport, I realized that being a mentor is not just an honor that comes with
age or academic rank. Mentoring is a skill that underlies the commitment we make
to the next generation of oncologists. It is both an honor and a
responsibility. However, one can still be mentor and mentee—to be both reflects
the ever-evolving state of our field.
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