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My Powerful Memory

Once again my cousins have questioned my memory. Because they have puny memories they are awed by my great recollection. I guess I should say that they are ‘recall challenged”, not possessors of puny memories; you know, political correctness and everything. But they do have puny memories. After much brilliant debate on my part I have finally got them to concede that I do have a superior memory. In fact, they now say my memory is so mighty that I can actually remember things which did not even happen. It’s about time they came around.

For those of you who aren’t fortunate enough to possess such awe inspiring great memory as yours truly, don’t be too dismayed. It is not all fun and games. There is a marked down side to this great divine gift. For example, I bet most of you can’t remember going to your parents wedding, but I can. Now wait! My parents were married twice. More...

Lancing Boils and Working Medicine or Physician Heal Thyself

Watching my children raise their families, I have noticed that they carry their children to the doctor much more frequently than I did them. And as I think back, my parents used physicians much less than even I did. Now I, in no way, am implying or suggesting that my children use doctors too much or that my parents use them too little. But this has made me think about my childhood, and how things were way back then.

Growing up I was cursed with chronic lesions or boils. The things old folks back then called risens. More often than not, I had one of these painful and embarrassing sores someplace on my body. Daddy took me to the doctor a time or two about them, but all we ever got from him was a bill, so Daddy and Mama treated me themselves. More...