Sandy

Earning his nickname from the dirty blonde hair atop his head, Sandy Webber is a doctor from Brooklyn assigned to a medical aid station in 1917. Coming from a comfortably middle class family of doctors before America's involvement, he was freshly out of college working as a surgeon specializing in orthopedic and cardiothoratic. Hailing from the Maryland Medical Institute Sandy was a rare combination of street and booksmarts, managing to keep straight A's in his classes and still having time to muck around with his buddies. He earned a well known reputation as a resident troublemaker but also proved himself very respectful in the presence of his teachers, in other words a mooch, as he was easily able to play down hairy situations with charm. Despite his outgoing personality, he was never very popular throughout his teen-young adult years.

Being heavily opposed to violence (and very blatantly stating his thoughts and feelings on the war when it broke out) Sandy would often joke about "taking his practice off the grid" to avoid the possibility of being drafted. Though of course he was only able to dodge it for so long and soon after President Wilson declared the Selective Conscription Law, the young man found himself volunteering and was shipped off to a medical aid station in France in 1917. Much like many others he had little to no desire to be there but the aid station proved to be far better than the front lines. Sandy was maladjusted to the fast-pacedness at first finding it hard to keep up with his superior officers who were stationed there prior to his arrival, but was able to prove himself rather quickly as an asset to their medical staff. This was met with a lot of distain from a few higher up in rank, mainly due to Sandy's snitty behavior and sarcastic remarks towards those who attempted to impose their authority on him. Whether they liked it or not he knew how to handle himself in OR. Of course, Sandy also quickly found out had no say as to when he would be positioned as a frontline medic, and unfortunately for him his intense ability to act under pressure proved him a favorable choice in times of crisis.

Back at the aid station making friends came very easy for him, and had little to no trouble conversing or finding people to kill time with. Eventually Sandy came to grow very close with a motley gaggle of doctors: Elmer O'Donnell, Eva Pickett, Mavis Macgee, and Clyde Calvente, which he would consider his family for years to come. Even with a crew to confide in, he still fell victim to the harsh realities of war. Boredom between waves of patients, increasing pressure of the OR, and the extremely unsanitary conditions worked their way under his skin ferociously. As they marched towards 1918 and the tail end of the war Sandy wound up developing an opioid habit to keep his anxiety under wraps, starting with laudanum and eventually segwaying into morphine. Albeit it impacted his mental well-being far more than his performance in the operating room, he harbored extreme guilt in his coping mechanism and it would not come to light till he was reunited with his parents in 1922. All in all Sandy does his best to make light of the situation at the station, and he often finds himself amongst his buddies engaging in ludicrous ploys in an attempt to keep entertained.