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From the lobby an older patient of Dr. Winter entered walking nearly backward while looking toward the door slowly closing behind him. He addressed the secretary hesitantly, "I guess I won't be seeing Doc Winter, huh? He's out in the street screaming about Nazi's. I guess it takes a long time for those war memories to catch up with you." He rambled on, "Amazing how some people keep all that bottled up for sooo many years..."