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Who remembers Doc Collins and Nurse Wells?

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Happy spring, happy St. Patrick’s Day or happy Easter!

I really hope everyone had a great Valentine’s Day and got lots of cards and gifts such as beautiful flowers, candy or even taken out for a special dinner.

My little sidekick Bennie Wiederhold wouldn’t settle down until his mother Angie brought him to see me, bringing me a beautiful card that she had made for him to give me. Angie included a curl of Bennie’s hair from the first haircut.

I am so thankful it won’t be long until the color of the green, green grass of home in the mountains will be showing through. My feet are itching — not to dance, but to go back to the roots where I came from. I can hear that sigh, here we go again!

These past two weeks have taught me something, if you want something bad enough it can be, along with when we make plans, there’s no promise of tomorrow. Actually I learned that on March 20, when I had a five-way by-pass.

Feb. 15, Harlow McKenzie Gray came into the world weighing 7.9 pounds with a full head of dark hair. I became a great-grandmother again as my oldest grandson C.J. Gray and his wife Shannon have a baby girl. C.J. and Shannon live in Ocala, Fla. The baby was born with a fever, so it is the in neonatal unit. I hope everything is alright. I have somehow gone from a heart overflowing with love great-grandmother to a very worried one in a matter of an hour.

My daughter Kay Gray tried so hard to send me pictures by telephone but I don’t have the plan that does this.

My son Keith Ballard stopped by for a little while as he is sort of worried about C.J. and his new family.

As Keith was leaving I asked him to check the mail for me. When he handed me a package, my heart seemed to take wings.

Brenda Arthur Dotson, formerly of Hot Spot who now resides in Taylor, Mich., was successful in finding something that I failed to accomplish. Though we really don’t know each other personally Brenda and I have so much in common that it is scary.

Several years ago I made inquiries about a book that was used through Letcher County School System, a seventh-grade history book, called Exploring Kentucky. I recalled it was yellow in color and had a picture of Daniel Boone on the front.

Brenda found it online via the Internet.

Thanks to Brenda who also got one for me. As I read it I let my thoughts go back as to how much they expected us to know, then I think of what my six-yearold Bennie, who is in kindergarten, is working on. They are teaching things that are probably what we were taught in second or third grade.

Children also have no time to be children any more. They carry a backpack so full of books to and from school, and when they get home they are laden down with so much homework with no time for outside activity. As they get older, when they are into sports, they are up half the night finishing homework.

I felt sort of like living and decided to take the van for a drive as I needed to run an errand. Unexpectedly I ended up at Doyle and Betty Ison’s house. When Betty and I get together it is hard to get us apart as we seemed to really know how to take mini-vacations and never leave the chair.

During the conversation Betty and I were reminiscing and sharing childhood memories.

Who remembers Doc Collins and Nurse Wells going to the schools to give the schoolchildren shots? Does anyone remember the needles being changed?

My collection of memories say Miss Wells filled the syringe up, and when one child was finished the next child got a shot with the same needle! Betty remembers the same, so two of us can’t be wrong.

On to a not too pleasant topic, who remembers when it was common for children to have worms? Then there were pinworms for small children too.

At our house Grandma Rosa Hall and Mommy would rub turpentine under your nose and around your mouth and this was supposed to kill the worms.

If you stepped on a rusty nail, there went the turpentine again.

My doctor has increased my vitamin intake and I told him I was tired of taking pills, that I was going to get a small bottle of whiskey and start taking a sip each morning to see if it would help me. I am surprised he didn’t throw me out, but he just laughed.

I might have mentioned this before in my column, but many years ago my husband and the children and I were all visiting Mommy and Daddy. All of a sudden Mom was telling about the new tonic she was taking and how much better it made her feel.

It was SSS Tonic. Jack read the ingredients and it was so high in alcohol, Jack said to her, “No wonder it makes you feel so good, it is almost all alcohol.” Of course Mommy didn’t believe him, and for years used it.

Who remembers Hadacol? I think it was about the same thing. I really think there was another bottle of tonic, but I can’t remember the name.

For the past two weeks I haven’t been in touch with very many people. It seems like there’s a bug going around and it decided to visit me for a while.

Maybe I need a sip of an elixir to get my motor revved up and perking again!

What I really need is a good dose of bluegrass music and I am going to actually be fixing that in a day or two.

I received a beautiful card from Les and Pat Wagner with Hunter’s Pizzeria scheduled delivery featuring Tony Hale, who will be there, and yes, I will be there too.

My sympathy goes Greg Griffin, who is ringmaster of Rural Route 2 Bluegrass Band which features Gary Eldridge on mandolin and vocals. Greg lost a brother this past week, who had been ill for sometime. It doesn’t matter how old or young, regardless of health issues, death is so final and can be at your door in a blink of an eye. Death doesn’t discriminate against anyone and sometimes doesn’t give a fair warning.

It broke my heart to hear of a little five-year-old who had suffered so much having such a terrible accident. It is so unbearable that the mind just can’t comprehend it. It makes me want to go grab each of my grandchildren and just hold them so tight.

Johnny and Ann Calihan are doing great. I finally found time and energy to call Ann for a few minutes. Johnny is anxiously awaiting warm weather so he can plant a garden and once more feed the deer.

I quit trying to grow anything as deer or rabbits seemed to enjoy eating them before my tomato plants started to get big enough to bloom.

Gwen Huff Farmer, just hold on as it is going to be warm very soon.

Shirley Wells, I hope you are doing alright.

I finally talked to Wanda Hall, who is staying busy spending time with family when she isn’t working.

Please keep my niece Sue Hall in your prayers. Sue will be having surgery Wednesday.

Once again I am not able to be there for a family member. That is a penalty you pay when you are far from home.

Thanks once again to everyone who helped make the benefit for my cousin Beverly Adams a huge success.

Bev had surgery at Pikeville Hospital, and she will need prayers and support from all friends for a long time.

Hello to Oma Hatton and Emma Engle. I hope you are hanging on with both hands.

It is time for me to bring this to a close and get it on its way. Until next time, Rose Ballard, 9110 Lawrenceburg Road, Harrison, Ohio 45030, email: Bluegrassmama4@aol.com, telephone, 513-367-4682.

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