| What's the Story?
Widower R. Quincy possessed all the symptoms of a mid-life crisis. In his mid-fifties, the grumpy old codger lived the life of a bachelor half his age; he lived on a yacht, bar-hopped, dated, and clocked endless overtime at the Los Angeles County Coroner's Office, where he worked as a medical examiner.
Quincy had quit a profitable medical practice to join the Coroner's Office, where his knowledge of forensic medicine made him a natural skeptic. He often suspected that the autopsy cases that fell his way were in fact homicides. He was usually right.
But rather than sum up his findings and suspicions in a report and move on to the next autopsy, Quincy found it necessary to prove his theories. Assistant in tow, the medical examiner would go out into the field and conduct his own investigations, which did not make him popular with his superior, Dr. Astin, or the police. Over the years, Dr. Astin spent much of his time defending Quincy's need to play detective to the police, press and the medical board.
While Quincy's job was often around-the-clock, he always managed to have a girlfriend and find time to clock several hours at the marina pub. His dating days were over, however, when he met Emily Hanover, a psychiatrist who worked with him on several cases. They married in 1983.
Quincy's first name was never revealed, though a business card seen briefly in one episode gives one hint. It read "R. Quincy." |
