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ObituariesIn Remembrance: Harold H. Davidson ’44 Died on September 12 2016Harold Davidson died on September 12, 2016, in Sunnyvale, California. He was 93 years old. After graduating Yale, he received his medical degree from the Long Island College of Medicine. He deferred his military service to attend medical school and then served in the USAF medical reserve in Wiesbaden, Germany, during the Korean War. He received further training as a psychiatrist and psychoanalyst and was in private practice for many years in Detroit, Michigan. In 1978 he moved to Hartford, Connecticut, and received an appointment as associate clinical professor in psychiatry at the Child Study Center at Yale Medical School. In 1980, he moved to Boston and received an appointment as lecturer in psychiatry at Harvard Medical School. He is survived by his two children (including Josh Davidson ’81). —Submitted by the family. |
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I love you, my great and special friend. You gave so much to me, to everyone. So warm, loving, decent, brilliant. Life is hard. I've missed you and deeply sorry for hurting you and those that love you. John
It was an honor to have worked with him in Birmingham Michigan.
I just came to find out that Dr Harold Davidson had passed away in 2016 .I have great respect and fondness for Dr.Davidson.He was a mentor to me at McLean Hospital/Harvard 1981-83 and I owe a great deal to him for my personal and professional growth .I had met him a a few times over the years when I attended meetings in Boston but then lost touch
He was such a wonderful person and has always been in my thoughts and in my heart
Harold was an amazing mentor when we worked together. I always found his case histories and depth of knowledge so helpful.
Baruch Daayan haemet
I was Harold‘s patient in Detroit for almost 10 years in the 1960’s, from the age of 14 to 26, and we stayed in touch every year until his death. It isn’t hyperbole to say that he saved my life. Much later on, I honored him in my graphic memoir “Stitches” (a National Book Award Finalist). I disguised him by making him into Alice’s White Rabbit because, like that character, it was he who led me down into my subconscious. There he taught me to confront my monsters and to read my dreams. He was the most important influence in my life. I loved him like a father and I will never forget him.