William Schamel Stryker M.D.

I'm sending this massage because I was thinking about my 1st knee injury and minor surgery I had back in 1972 in Los Angeles by Dr Stryker. I'm 70 yrs old now and had both knees replaced since then, I googled his name to only find out that he passed. Dr Stryker told me that a can continue to play sports but if I want to enjoy a long life, I should consider doing something else. I went on to College and was pursuing a career of hopefully making the NBA being 6 ft 7inches and my knee gave out...

Each anniversary brings another memory reminderof a departed teacher who inspired young surgeons to always strive for excellence,and to always remember to care.

I never remember if I got to that Dr Stryker, he took care of be since I was a toddler until I school. He made this very quite shy girl into a confident women who grew up 2 have to sons and became a ER nurse who loves to take care of people. I hope his family know I appreciate everything he has done for me and he always made me feel special, and he will always be remembered

I always meant to send Dr. Stryker a note telling him how well I was doing. He corrected my back with a spinal fusion when I was 10 years old. I now have 4 grown children and continue to play tennis! Thank you Dr. Stryker.

I am now about 88, the age of Bill Stryker when this story occurred. Sue and I were standing in the lobby of the Marines Memorial Association in San Francisco, where we stayed during the Orthopaedic Academy meeting. As Bill Stryker stepped out of the elevator, Sue asked, " Dr. Stryker, what are you doing here? ...You're retired ..." Bill paused, looked somewhat puzzled, smiled, and said " Susan, you don't ever really retire from lifetime learning ..."

On June 11, 1965, at USNH Balboa, Dr. Stryker saved my right foot and ankle. I returned to my unit ten weeks later

Dr Stryker treated my father in the pacific late in WWII. My father remembered Dr. Stryker for his whole life. He saved my dad's foot and Dad was grateful until the day he died.

I first saw Dr Stryker when I was a dependent son USN and a senior in high school. I had separated my shoulder at the end of my junior year and was told by another doctor that I wouldn't be cleared to play football in my last year of high school. My father, being used to the ways of the military, told me we could just go over the head of the Navy Commander who had operated on me and 'take it to the Captain'. Captain Stryker told me my shoulder would be fine and that I should just wear another...