Gomers

The Dean was a gentle, bearded man, a pipe-smoking neurologist. He loved to sail in the San Juan Islands. He was a far-seeing person not given to anger. The failures, large and small, of his medical students were duly noted, but the Dean always saw past these failures to the future successes of his embryo physicians. The only time I ever saw the Dean angry was when he heard someone using the term "gomer".