Raised in poverty in Tyler, Texas, Helen Harris Green went on to
become the first black woman admitted into a Dallas school of
professional nursing, the first black nurse-manager at the Harris
Methodist Hospital in Euless, the first black department director at
Timberlawn Psychiatric Center, the first black president of the
Texas Society of Healthcare Educators, the first black to be on the
board of directors for the TSHE division of the Texas Hospital
Association, and the first black chair of the board of directors of
TSHE. In this moving and personal account, she details the battles
she fought and insults she endured to reach her professional goals.
Green was blessed with an educated mother who was
determined to help her daughter rise beyond the poverty of her
childhood and who emphasized that education was the key. Her
mother, Willie Raye Harris, was the single greatest influence on
Helen and the person most responsible for her success. Her father,
less well educated, believed in ruling the family with an iron fist, and
her brother ran away from home in rebellion. Willie Raye was able
to keep her daughter at home despite the father’s harshness. The
vivid description of her poor childhood in segregated East Texas is
riveting, giving a clear picture of the place and the time.
Married and a mother at an early age, Green never lost her
ambition. She studied, in a segregated class, for her certificate as a
licensed vocational nurse. While working as an LVN, she applied
for admission to professional nursing schools and was consistently
turned down for seven years. Finally, she was accepted into the
Methodist Hospital of Dallas School of Nursing, where she was
clearly an experiment. Green met encouragement and support from
the dean and faculty and most of her classmates, but she also
endured curiosity, scorn, and rudeness from some professional
healthcare workers and some students. At graduation, she was
awarded the Florence Nightingale Award for academic and clinical
excellence.
Over the years, Green’s continuing education—she earned a
master’s degree in business administration—and her professional
success placed great strains on her family. She and her husband,
Sed, were periodically at odds and even divorced briefly. Her
daughter, Shalimar, distanced herself from the family and
developed a drug problem. And her son, Chris, was often saddened
by the anger between his parents. Yet much as she worked at her
family life, Green could not and would not give up her professional
goals, which she felt were necessary for a successful life.
Helen Green’s story, told frankly and honestly, reflects the
experiences of many black citizens, no matter their profession,
during the fifties and sixties and on into the twenty-first century. Her
determination and courage are to be admired, her humor and
insight to be appreciated, her love and compassion to be shared
with the world. This is the story of one East Texas daughter who
learned that sticks and stones may break her bones and even slow
her progress, but never end it.
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Now semi-retired, HELEN GREEN makes her home in Dallas and
remains active in the world of nursing. She serves on the board of
trustees of Dallas Metrocare Services and conducts seminars for
small groups. She is the mother of two children, a grandmother,
and a great-grandmother.