-----Original Message----- From: Pat Oneal [SMTP:peon@icx.net] Sent: Saturday, February 27, 1999 11:52 AM To: SW_VA-L@rootsweb.com Subject: ALL THOSE REMEDIES & CURES Pam and Sue McN. I love your entries. I've decided if I follow everyone's remedies and cures, I'll not be sick for at least 7 years. I might die, but I won't be sick! Rock candy and whiskey was a common cure at my house. Mama used to put whiskey on cotton for a toothache. She also gave us Casteroil-the worst tasting stuff in the world. A big tablespoonful! As far as I know, it was the cure-all for everything, especially worms. Keep in mind, my mother just died at age 101, so she went way back. I was hoping she'd make it to the Millineum so she could say she'd seen 3 centuries. Very alert! Great stories! (Think she'd understand this Y2k talk?) Speaking of FLUX: My sister died at age two of Flux. Another newborn sister was on hand that had to be cared for by older sisters. No medical cures, no penicillin, etc. She had eaten green grapes from our backyard, and Mama applied that as her reason for having Flux. Neighbors made the small pine coffin. Folks, my mama suffered thru floods, flu epidemic, deaths husband, 6 children, 2 gr'children, and all of her 12 siblings and their spouses. The list goes on. She could make something from nothing, and when company came, she just added more water to the gravy, and more flour to the biscuit dough, and fed the whole crowd. They went away satisfied. Strong lady! Of all the remedies I've seen, there were never any home remedies that cured my motionsickness. I tried 'em all-except one! (Can you imagine drinking your own urine? I'd probably have died!) I was the one of nine who "always" got carsick. My dad had no patience with such things. "It's all in your mind!" Those narrow roads in KY were hairpin curves, especially Booger Mtn, with no place to pull off the road--Mtn on one side, river below. Twenty miles from home and I was asking Daddy to pull over. I was gonna throw-up. His answer was always the same. "Sis, can't ya' wait'll we get there?" I got the seat by the window. Winter or summer, that window was wide open so that I could breathe fresh air. My siblings hated me on those trips. Just another story in my family history! Pat Note: Does anyone know anything about a Gitney Bus (about 1915)? You car enthusiaists? ==== SW_VA Mailing List ==== #3 Support the fight against unrequested junk e-mail (SPAM). Visit the webpage at: http://www.cauce.org/ -sysop [Pam Moehling] Pat you talk about getting car sick...when we first moved from Kentucky/WVa in the summer of 1953 to Chicago (can't you just picture that one) every single Friday night after everyone got off work we would all head back for Ky...just could not pull ourselves away from the Mountains..my parents would get so homesick they couldn't hardly make it until the next Friday night trip..And folks back then that trip took about 14-15 hours of hard driving..down the old River Road passed Cinncinatti..oh yeah I forgot where this was headed..anyway my Mom would take a big ole coffee can in the car because as soon as we hit Huntington I started heavin'..and I mean all the way into Blackberry (Ransom) Ky.. people go on such fancy vacations now a days (and that's o.k. too) ..but for us a vacation was back home...and I would'nt have traded those trips and vacations for anything...my sister makes fun and teases me cuz I was the youngest of the 7 children and was 3 when we moved to Chicago.. she says that out of all of us I shouldn't feel Ky is home...but Illinois has never been HOME to me...I would have loved to have bought my Aunt Bea Scott's house when she passed away a few years ago..don't know what I would've ever done with it...but it held the best memories of my life.... My mom says to tell everyone (regarding signs) that you could never wean a calf away from it's Mama until the signs were in the feet....if you did it under any other sign the calf would ball it's head off and be just miserable....she's got more I'll pass on later..I wrote them down.. And Pat you spoke about your Mom and her strength...I've already told you about my oldest brother's feet being marked when he was born..well it's hard to imagine but picture a baby's feet attatched backwards if you can...his ankle's had to be broken in order to help him get better....nothing to put the little guy to sleep either..My Mom had to hold him while the Dr.'s broke his ankles...I can't even type this one withourt crying..As a Mom I can't fathom having to do this..it just breaks my heart to even think about it..Mom says that of all her hardships in life this had to be the worst one she ever experienced...she said it had to be done or he never would've been able to walk..but what an ordeal..I'm sorry if I put a downer on anyone..sometimes the things our folks had to do would seem impossibilites to us today..in many ways we've gotten alot wiser and softer..Happy Ending tho..my brother Jim just retired..he's 66 now and having a ball.. Later, Pam