In late summer 1999 an old-world virus arrived in New York the way plagues used to, with the dead: people in Queens fell ill with encephalitis and crows fell out of the sky. Bronx Zoo pathologist Tracey McNamara pushed until a federal animal lab named West Nile virus. The federal answer was a surveillance network and a screened blood supply, not a cure, and there is still no human vaccine.
Credit for solving the outbreak is shared across the zoo, USDA, CDC, and state labs, not McNamara alone. The initial St. Louis encephalitis diagnosis was a defensible read, and the absence of a human vaccine reflects market economics and limited push rather than failed science.