The Day Cindy Called

In recognition of her lifetime of commitment and service, a conference room is named in appreciation of Cindy A. Warren.

By Linda Holmes and Sheanna Spence

There isn’t a more beloved and recognized member of the School of Medicine family than Cindy A. Warren. She has been an integral and predominant member of Marshall University’s School of Medicine since 1977. She has devoted her career tocreating a personal and seamless admissions process while building lasting relationships with each School of Medicine graduate asthey began their medical school journey.

As evidenced by the more than 130 alumni and friends who collectively contributed $136,426 in her honor, Cindy has made a profound difference for all School of Medicine graduates who fondly recall “the day Cindy Warren called” and how that moment changed their lives.

For these reasons, the School of Medicine has chosen a namingas the appropriate recognition for her tireless efforts, commitment and service. A conference room on the second floor of the MarshallUniversity Medical Center has been named in her honor. All gifts received from alumni and friends have been earmarked for the Cindy A. Warren Scholarship to support future medical students.

I was working in Florida when I got the call from Cindy. With the same friendly voice I had come to appreciate through my application process, she told me I had been accepted. I was elated and so excited. Of course, the first thing I did was call my mother and father to share the good news. — Ally Kiekover (‘22)

The plaque displayed in the Cindy A. Warren Conference Room in the Marshall University Medical Center.

Dr. Ken McNeil, vice president of the Class of 1986, presents Cindy flowers from the School of Medicine.

I was weighing my coal truck at the scale house when I was told to call my grandfather. He said, ‘Cindy Warren called and said you got into the Marshall School of Medicine.’ I rushed home and my grandfather and I headed to Huntington with my deposit in hand. It was the happiest day of my life and it represented more than just me fulfilling a dream of becoming a physician, but to those in rural West Virginia, that they, too, could do it. Cindy was with me from the start to finish of medical school. The best was all my trucking buddies immediately said I had to change my CB handle from Mugsy to Dr. Dave. — Dr. David Adair (‘90)