Sending Halloween Wishes to You,
In Spirit!
Most people don't know that September 14 is a special day in
American History: It was the day in 1814 that the British bombed Baltimore for
25 hours, but the city stood, and so did the nation. It was also the day that
our country’s National Anthem was written.
Most people also don't know that one of the Medical & Chirurgical Faculty’s founding members had an essential role in it. William Beanes, M.D. is a name that should be more well-known than it is, but we are working to correct that and give him the recognition that he deserves.
Here is the story.
The Medical & Chirurgical Faculty of Maryland was founded in
1799, just years after our country was born. Many of MedChi’s early
members had fought in the American Revolution, and were prepared to fight again
in the War of 1812, and in the Battles of North Point and Baltimore, which took
place in September of 1814.
Fort McHenry, which was defended during the Battle of Baltimore,
was named after another of MedChi’s earliest members, James McHenry. However,
it is one of our founding members, William Beanes, M.D. of Prince George’s
County, Maryland, who played a pivotal, yet largely unknown, role in the
history of our National Anthem, The Star-Spangled Banner.
If not for Dr. Beanes, Francis Scott Key would not have been on a
ship in Baltimore’s Harbor, and he would never have written the poem which
became our National Anthem.
William Beanes was born at Brooke Ridge, a thousand-acre farm near
Croome in Prince George's County, on January 24, 1749.
There were no medical schools when Dr. Beanes studied medicine, so
he most likely apprenticed with a local physician. Professionally, his
reputation spread beyond the county, and in 1799, when the Medical and
Chirurgical Faculty of Maryland was established, he was one of its founders and
a member of its first examining board.
As the War of 1812 raged, in August of 1814, the British Army
sailed up the Potomac River, planning to burn the young nation’s capital,
Washington, to the ground. Some of the army marched up the banks of the
Patuxent and Potomac Rivers, and through Upper Marlborough, where Dr. Beanes
lived.
British General Ross selected Dr. Beanes’ home as his
headquarters, and Dr. Beanes agreed not to object to his presence or cause the
troops harm. Because Beanes chose not to fight against the occupation of his
home, he was believed to be sympathetic to the British cause. Unbeknownst to
the British, however, because it was feared that the British would burn the
capital city of Annapolis, Dr. Beanes had secretly hidden Maryland state
records on his property for safekeeping.
However, when the British Army returned to Upper Marlborough after
burning Washington, they were jubilant, drunk and marauding. Dr. Beanes
and some of his neighbors were forced to arrest some of the most badly behaved
of the group. One prisoner escaped and reported to General Ross that Dr. Beanes
had taken some prisoners.
General Ross returned to Upper Marlborough and arrested Dr. Beanes
in the middle of the night. There was great outrage at Dr. Beanes’ arrest, and
for the “great rudeness and indignity heaped upon a respectable and aged old
man.” Dr. Beanes travelled with the British Army down the Potomac River
and up the Chesapeake Bay, as the British prepared to burn Baltimore, “a nest
of pirates”, as they had done to Washington.
At the same time, a young lawyer named Francis Scott Key, a nephew
of MedChi’s first President, Upton Scott, was engaged to free Dr. Beanes from
the British Army. Key travelled to Baltimore with letters of support from
President James Madison, as well as letters from British prisoners whose
injuries Dr. Beanes had treated only weeks earlier in Upper Marlborough.
Dr. Beanes was being held on the Minden, a truce ship
in the waters just south of Baltimore, and Key sailed out to the Minden to
negotiate for his release. While Key was negotiating with the British, the
Battle of Baltimore was beginning. For more than 25 hours the battle
raged, and bombs rained down on Fort McHenry from the British ships moored in
the Patapsco River.
Dr. Beanes and Francis Scott Key watched and waited all through
the night. As long as bombs were being shot back from the Fort, the men knew
that all was not lost and the Fort still stood. Towards the morning, the cannon
fire slowed and then stopped, followed by an ominous silence from across the
water. Both men were gripped by hope and fear. Was the Fort lost to the
British and would Baltimore suffer as Washington had, just weeks earlier?
As the dawn broke, Francis Scott Key and Dr. Beanes were able to
see that the flag was still there, flying above Fort McHenry. They knew that
the British had not been able to capture Baltimore.
As the men sailed back to Baltimore, Francis Scott Key penned the
now famous poem on the back of an envelope. It was printed in a local paper and
then set to the tune of an old drinking song, To Anacreon In Heaven.
Dr. Beanes returned to his home, Academy Hill in Upper Marlborough, and continued to practice medicine. He died at age 80 in October of 1828. Dr. Beanes is buried in a small graveyard in Upper Marlborough, and is remembered throughout Prince George’s county where several roads, schools and parks bear his name, and continue to tell his story.
In 1914, MedChi placed a bronze plaque at the gates to the graveyard. In October 2013, MedChi President, Russell Wright, MD, participated in a ceremony at the gravesite where the Daughters of the War of 1812 placed a new plaque detailing Dr. Beanes’ role in the Star-Spangled Banner.
We were saddened to hear of the death of our long-time member, Jonas Rappeport, M.D. He lead a long and fascinating life, and was a member here at MedChi for an amazing 62 years!
His obituary appeared in the Baltimore Sun, and we're pleased to reprint it in full.
Dr. Jonas R. Rappeport, the retired chief medical officer of
the Circuit Court for Baltimore City who also was a consultant in the George
Wallace, Gerald Ford and Ronald Reagan attempted assassination cases, died
Tuesday at the Broadmead Retirement Community in Cockeysville. He was 95 and
lived in Park Heights and Bolton Hill.
A nationally known and esteemed forensic psychiatrist, he founded
the American Academy of Psychiatry and the Law, and was its first president. He
trained numerous future forensic psychiatrists as a faculty member of the Johns
Hopkins School of Medicine.
At the time of his 1992 retirement, he had evaluated scores of
criminal defendants and testified in many cases in Maryland and across the
nation. He was credited with lifting forensic psychiatry from the stature of a
judicial sideshow to that of accepted medical specialty.
Born in Baltimore, he was the son of Abraham Rappeport, a real estate developer, and his wife, Edna. He was a 1942 graduate of Forest Park High School and entered the University of Maryland, College Park that fall. He was drafted in June 1943 and served in the Army in Europe. He was a 1952 graduate of the University of Maryland School of Medicine. He interned at Chicago’s Michael Reese Hospital, where he met his future wife, Joan Gruenwald, the chief psychiatric nurse.
According to a biographical profile In the Journal of American Academy of Psychiatry and the Law, Dr. Rappeport grew up with medical mentors. As a 15-year-old, he babysat for Manfred Guttmacher, a noted forensic psychiatrist and chief medical officer at the Court Clinic for Baltimore City’s Supreme Bench. “He recalled leafing through Dr. Guttmacher’s medical library while babysitting, including a copy of Krafft‐Ebings' ‘Psychopathia Sexualis,’” said Dr. Jeffrey K. Janofsky, co-author of the biography.
Dr. Rappeport became interested in forensic psychiatry when he
conducted research on inpatient psychiatric patient violence, after a patient
assaulted a staff member.
He did a residency in psychiatry at the University of Maryland
Medical School and the Sheppard Pratt Hospital, and was asked to testify at
civil commitment hearings and worked with psychoanalyst Dr. Samuel Novey,
evaluating juveniles for the Baltimore County Circuit Court.
“My father was a force to be reckoned with. He had a strong mind
and he was serious about everything he embraced,” Ms. Rappeport, of Baltimore.
“He was curious about people and was interested in why people did what they
did. He was also a man who treated people with great dignity.”
Dr. Rappeport joined the staff at Maryland’s Spring Grove State Hospital, which houses the state’s forensic psychiatry unit. “He recalled that the forensic unit was a primitive place by today’s standards, with literally a hole in the floor in which violent patients were housed,” Dr. Janofsky said.
In 1959, Dr. Rappeport also opened a general private practice in clinical psychiatry in the Latrobe building in Mount Vernon. He also became the psychiatrist for the Baltimore County Circuit Court, then a part-time position. Dr. Rappeport then established the office of court psychiatrist for Baltimore County.
In 1967 Judge Dulaney Foster named Dr. Rappeport the chief medical
officer for the Supreme Bench in Baltimore City. In this role, he interviewed
people who came before what is now the Circuit Court for Baltimore City. He
retired in 1992.
In 1969 he became the first president of the American Academy of Psychiatry and the Law. His advice was sought when Arthur Bremer shot Democratic presidential candidate George Wallace in a Laurel shopping center parking lot in 1972. He was also called upon to study the case of Sara Jane Moore, who tried to assassinate President Gerald Ford in San Francisco three years later.
Dr. Rappeport was one of a team of forensic psychiatrists who worked the aftermath of an assassination attempt on President Ronald Reagan in 1981.
He interviewed John W. Hinckley Jr., who dangerously wounded Reagan at the Washington Hilton on Connecticut Avenue. Dr. Rappeport spent much of the year preparing to go to trial as an expert witness in the case against the assassin, though he was not ultimately called by a federal prosecutor to testify.
“Jonas and I interviewed Hinckley at the Butner Federal Detention
Center in North Carolina,” said Dr. Park Dietz, a forensic psychiatrist who was
trained by Dr. Rappeport at Johns Hopkins. “We also traveled to Colorado to
interview Hinckley’s parents and to see the family home. We went to a gun store
where he bought arms. We also went to the crime scene at the Hilton Hotel.”
A 1992 Sun article said, “Not testifying in that trial was perhaps the biggest disappointment in a celebrated 40-year career in forensic psychiatry that begins to wind down.” The article described Dr. Rappeport as “a small man with square, large-framed glasses that dominate his oval face [with] an unexpectedly booming voice.”
Dr. Dietz, who came to Baltimore and Johns Hopkins, said: “Jonas
was perhaps the most generous and kind person I’ve ever encountered. As a
medical student, he invited me to his home, to meet his family and to go
fishing. ... He also had the ability to tell you when you were wrong and he
disagreed with you without giving offense.”
A daughter, Sally Rappeport of Philmont, New York, said: “My
father was an enthusiast for life. Whatever he did, he would delve in deeply.
He loved good food and restaurants and wine. As a teenager I once complained we
were eating too many frozen vegetables. The next summer, my father, a great
gardener, quadrupled the vegetable output from his garden.”
Another daughter, Susan Bleiberg of Wynnewood, Pennsylvania, said:
“My father was a true Renaissance man. He was an intellectual and was down to
earth. He found a way to connect with everyone. He was a great father and loved
his family.”
In addition to his three daughters, he is survived by four
grandchildren and a companion, Alma Smith. His wife of 54 years, Joan
Rappeport, died in 2007.