For any individual to be both recognized and remembered upon first meeting, it is of utmost importance that they provide two things that will set their identity in stone. These things being your name, and your word. However, a person is capable of having many different names, nicknames, pet names, a mispronunciation of the game, or even a misspell. A name can even be shared among many different people or things and represent a wide range of values. A name is simply a title for the most important category of self, your word. I was taught that your word was the heartbeat of your name, which is just a title in which you were given. Dreux Morgan, can be replicated or represented as anything, anyone could ever imagine. The “title” word was not one but a pair, that pair being Veterinary Medicine. Those two words are not large enough to depict the amount of organisms, facts, and shapes that fall into my mind simply listening to it. Many years ago, there was no “Veterinary Medicine”. There was simply a flash of yellow and black prints that dashed across the savanna as my father switched channels to find anything that could distract me from the smell of dinner. In the beginning, that print was my word. Later, it was the small dog across the street. Finally, I was blessed to learn that all these words were a part of the same paragraph, in the same page, in the exact same book. I wore this book with me across classrooms, fields, offices and hospitals and revealed a different “word” from a different page to a different individual. Eventually, the book wasn’t enough to satisfy the desire for my word. I began to observe the authors, their stories, their contributions to the book of life and I felt lightyears behind. Watching their effortless application of the skills they worked so hard to attain, in their suit of white, made me feel so, so small and so giant in the exact same moment. I could do nothing but express my fight for their coat anyway I could. As my instructors hammered carbon chains and equations inside of my head, I forced my name and word straight in return. Once I begin to wear the coat from the school of veterinary medicine that finds me, I beg that they forget the name of the author, but let my word be ingrained into your mind. From there, you will know me.