To move forward, we may have to find our way back to that pediatrician who would knock on my family's door on the South Side of Chicago when I was a kid, who made house calls, who was a public servant.
Para avanzar, quizá tengamos que retroceder, volver a aquel pediatra que tocaba a la puerta de mi casa en el sur de Chicago cuando era niña, que hacía visitas a domicilio, que se debía a su comunidad.