It's both sand and wonderful that we're so far removed from the threat of polio that people don't remember this hero. Fifty seven years feels like forever.
Truer words were never spoken. I know my younger friends are kind to me becos I amuse them in other ways--they are so used to slamming changes.
My old birding buddy Dr. O'Neil (Falfurrias) was on the sister ship to the Lexington here in my hometown. He told me very little about his experiences in WWII, but he did mention with total awe after all the years, how incredible it was when he got penicillin (??). He suddenly was gifted with this miracle tool that kept people alive! He said with such abiding sadness..."I could fix 'em--stitch them back together, but I couldn't keep them safe from infection."
I am amazed at how people reach for creativity, how minds work. Thank you for your understanding.
Oh Bright heart, miz Flo! You are a cool breeze on a still day. Thank you for accepting me into your world and sharing some of the joy I feel from this crazy mixed up world. I am never far and you are in my heart, my "ace in the hole" when I get to feeling blue sometimes.
I am alive, well, retired and mystified. I am happily 60 plus going on 5! Keeping my childlike wonder over almost everything. Yeah, I'm a geekasaurus!
I remember going to our high school gym with my mother and brother to take the dose. It seemed strange to be given a sugar cube. Each year we would be given a card to fill with dimes for the March Of Dimes. I remember the children on the posters who had polio. There were a few children in my school who had polio. It was a really scary time
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hello dearheart, I was trying to answer while holding onto one of my pets who was not behaving....but now, two hands. I love your story about this historical event. I am also impressed about the concern you extend to the folks in Dallas with the poor man who passed, the others who became ill and to offer a perspective on the hospital where this tragedy occurred. Those poor people were left in the lurch as far as I can tell, given inadequate information etc. I can so relate because I lost a friend to AIDS. He received infected blood right before testing was begun. Thank you so much for writing to me--I am here, still reading and now I'm a retired (and frequently pooped) person... getting my house in order, whatever that means. I adore my cyber penpals no doubt about it.
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My old birding buddy Dr. O'Neil (Falfurrias) was on the sister ship to the Lexington here in my hometown. He told me very little about his experiences in WWII, but he did mention with total awe after all the years, how incredible it was when he got penicillin (??). He suddenly was gifted with this miracle tool that kept people alive! He said with such abiding sadness..."I could fix 'em--stitch them back together, but I couldn't keep them safe from infection."
I am amazed at how people reach for creativity, how minds work. Thank you for your understanding.
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I am alive, well, retired and mystified. I am happily 60 plus going on 5! Keeping my childlike wonder over almost everything. Yeah, I'm a geekasaurus!
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