I am so blessed to have crossed over from the early days of white crisp uniform dresses, hose, caps etc. when what we did was the beginning of what much has become EBP, when Doctors use to do more and then nurses took over. When much of what we did was early clinical research, when we had to know how to care for many patients on every kind of monitor there was in one unit. When we iced saline for cardiac outputs and had to know all the formulas --to the monitor doing everything for us. When vents were on the medical floors, along with the other 15-30 patients we cared for, when team nursing was truly a team, and we provided patient centered care, oh did we do that back then too, they may have called it something different. So often I hear that our patients were not as sick, well actually they were they just stayed longer, so we did not get them back in the ER with constipation, because they pooped before they left. I had some great mentors, army nurses that could do it all tough but compassionate. I think my students like my stories, and learn from them, and I learn a great deal from my students and the new nurses I have worked with over the years. I am very glad that we have more men entering nursing, the diversity helps us provide care for all, and provides insite. Remember that gender does have a different culture and men look at things different than women, that is ok, but all need to recognise when we say things that are interpreted diffent by others. I see this also with more travelers and people moving around, we all have been brought up differently and we all hear and see things maybe a bit different. Respect is the key. The loss of a loved mentor, is a loss for us all. When I first read the topic, I thought it would be more about the knowledge we are loosing from those that came before us, and in away it is. Thank you all for your posts.