Alumni profiles
Mary Anne Wallace ’63
On the waterfront: a ministry of presence
The Seafarer’s Friend is just what it says. Lonely sailors working
the oil tankers and cargo ships for stretches of up to nine months can find
friendship in port through this maritime ministry group. Mary Anne Wallace ’63
manages the nonprofit’s local office out of the Marine Trade
Center on Portland’s waterfront, where it provides care and compassion
along with clothing, magazines, phone cards and just about anything else
foreign crews need when they make it to port.
Her work directly supports the chaplain who actually boards the ships
to spend time with the crews, but she also works closely with donors
and volunteers. Her duties are varied, however, and last year at Christmas
time, she helped to pack more than 1,800 gifts for the seafarers.
Wallace grew up fascinated by the sea and knew the names of all the
Portland wharves, the Coast Guard cutters and the Casco Bay Lines boats.
A school and college librarian for nearly 20 years, she is now happy
to work near those wharves whose names she knew by heart. A serious student
of Tai Chi and a volunteer for the Maine Writers Index, Wallace has never
lost her passion for books. In fact, she has wonderful memories of Sister
Stephanie’s cultured and rich explanations of required readings
for literature class – and of sitting in the Saint Joseph’s
library filled with a sense of “the luxury of reading.”
Mary Anne Wallace
Portland, Maine
B.A. Saint Joseph’s College, 1963
M.L.S. University of Maine, 1977
M.A. University of Southern Maine, 1993
Up close with Moe O'Rourke ’80 takes a very personal approach
to healing
Through many years of working as a nursing professor, Maureen O’Rourke ’80
has learned that cancer patients can find healing in unlikely places.
Thai restaurants, for example.
One of her terminally ill patients, an immigrant from Thailand, had
no family members living in the United States. Each day, O’Rourke
would enter her hospital room only to hear that her patient was “feeling
blue.” The nurse decided to try a novel way to elicit a different
response. She painted her face blue and arrived with a recording of the
pop song, “Blue”: “I am blue… I have a blue
house with a blue window…” She invited her patient to sing
along.
Over the subsequent weeks, O’Rourke visited the patient each day
after finishing her teaching responsibilities. She learned of the
woman’s dream to open a restaurant and resolved to help her to
realize this goal. They pored over menus, chose the entrees, and imagined
the interior decor. They settled on a name, “The Blue Thai,” and
designed the logo. They even looked into applying for a small-business
loan.
“It was never going to happen – we both knew it. But it
happened,” says O’Rourke, noting that at the time of her
death, the woman felt the satisfaction of having achieved her dream. “Not
in reality, no restaurant ever opened, but we came as close to it as
possible.”
O’Rourke, who prefers to be called by her nickname, Moe, adheres
to a philosophy of nursing that she learned as an undergraduate at Saint
Joseph’s College. Now a nursing professor at the University of
North Carolina-Greensboro, she counsels her students to look beyond the
patient’s MRI results and blood counts to respond to the person’s
deepest needs.
“The art of nursing is still that gentle connecting with people’s
human spirit. I think that gets lost in all the technology,” she
says. “Sister Consuela (founder of the Saint Joseph’s nursing
program) taught us that anything is possible when a patient has hope.”
O’Rourke has learned first-hand about the transformative
power of hope. She recalls several instances in her own life when circumstances
seemed to conspire against her. By the second year into her doctoral
program in nursing, for example, she was juggling her studies with caring
for her 4-year-old daughter and 1-year-old son. She was commuting 90
miles each way to the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill. Then
she was diagnosed with the autoimmune disease, lupus.
“I thought it was the end of the world … I took a semester
off because I thought I was dying,” she says. “Then it occurred
to me – what if I live to be 80 and I’m just sitting around
doing nothing? So I went back.”
She eventually completed the doctorate, along with groundbreaking research
into the quality of life for prostate cancer patients. She began her
interview-based study in the early 1990s at a point when a newly developed
screening test, Prostate-Specific Antigen Test, helped identify
thousands of new cases of the disease.
She feels gratified by her contributions to research as well as
other scholarly work. She was one of the founding editors of the Clinical
Journal of Oncology Nursing and associate editor of a second journal,
Cancer Investigation, for seven years. She’s given numerous addresses
for national and international oncology nursing conferences. On the eve
of one recent speech, the Trish Greene Memorial Quality of Life Lecture,
her husband and children decorated their home and threw her a surprise
party.
“(The Trish Greene award) is a very high honor in our society – that’s
a once-a-year memorial lecture, always on a quality-of-life topic,” says
Leonard Mafrica, publisher for the Oncology Nursing Society. He adds
that O’Rourke has published numerous articles in the society’s
journals, contributed to several books, and helped guide the editorial
direction of the society’s clinical journal.
Despite these successes in academic pursuits, she discovered that her
primary interest lay elsewhere. About five years ago, she held
a tenure-track faculty position at University of North Carolina, Greensboro.
Though the job was the realization of a longtime goal, she made the difficult
choice to give it up.
“I decided I didn’t want to be in a tenured position. I
gave it a lot of thought and … I realized it wasn’t really
what I wanted because it took me away from the bedside,” she says. “I
really like to be at the bedside. It’s why I went into nursing – to
be with patients.”
After switching to a part-time, clinical professor role, she shifted
more attention to the needs of her own teen-aged children. She offers
her house as the “haven” for teen-agers to congregate after
school. She supports her children’s interests that range from playing
basketball to volunteering for political campaigns. She also takes pride
in the fact that they willingly contribute to cooking, cleaning, and
doing the laundry.
Her husband, a physician who specializes in rheumatology, has given
her invaluable support in managing her own illness. Lupus is a chronic,
incurable disease in which the body’s immune system becomes hyperactive
and attacks its own healthy tissue. She must receive infusions of drugs
similar to those used in chemotherapy treatment for cancer. The aftereffects – fever,
chills, and flu-like symptoms – help her to empathize with
her cancer patients who must endure such interventions far more frequently.
“It has given me a real appreciation for what people have to go
through,” she says. “I’m always grateful when I’m
feeling well. I’m not particularly grateful on the days I’ve
got to get the chemo, but it’s temporary, it passes.”
She channels that empathy into her nursing practice by making sure she
knows her patients in a very personal way. Her mentors and former Saint
Joseph’s College professors couldn’t have predicted the course
of O’Rourke’s career, but they are certainly not surprised
that she has achieved success in nursing.
“She did grasp what the essence of nursing is,” says Sister
Consuela White, who maintains a daily presence at Mercy Hospital in Portland. “That
philosophy, that modus operandi, must have been evident to her. She must
have identified very closely with it, because she captured it and
she developed it further.”
When O’Rourke looks back on her decades-long career, not only
the high-profile moments at the podium stand out. She also recalls
a blue-faced sing-along with a terminally ill patient. She remembers
planning every detail of the Blue Thai until the restaurant became a
reality in another woman’s mind.
“The connection that I had with (my patient) was incredible. And
it taught me a lot about hope, that you can be joyful even though it
ends up difficult in the final moments,” she says. “There
are a lot of things that are worse then death – suffering is one
and to have no joy in your life is another.”
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