Lizzie checking in from Cinnaminson, NJ on Sunday afternoon the 21st of October.
I spent the weekend with Grundgie and Grandfather (by the way, how DO you spell Grundgie? Grundgy???).
Inspired by the less-than-appetizing experience of cleaning out a medicine cabinet that still held ---- yes, it's true --- a prescription for a salve for the late Uncle Bud who has been in heaven for at least 14 years... well, let's just say that a flood of memories of potions and lotions came back.
Or maybe it was because there was also an encrusted bottle of Tincture of Benzoin in there too. (I fear, if the police ever had reason to come over with their CSI tools, they'll find washed-off blood spatters all over the walls and several questionable poisons that no other family harbors. What conclusions will they draw and how many of us will be indicted on circumstantial evidence??)
Thus inspired, after the cleaning project, I used the internet to look up Tincture of Benzoin (which we all called Tincture of BenzoiD) and discovered it has many topical uses and inhalant properties. But nowhere does anyone encourage oral ingestion of any kind or the ancient art of throat painting. Hmmmmmm....
Apparently it's mostly used in these modern times on the blisters of long distance runners and by survivalists in their emergency kits. Hmmmmm.....
I did find ichthymol and iodex. Both can be found on sites visited by herbalists. You can also find both by Googling "drawing salve".These are words we grew up with, like "dress the bed" --- words no other family we knew ever used.
It was a glorious weekend in Avalon. Marty and Pete's exterior improvements look really great in this gorgeous fall weather.
Love,Lizzie
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And how about "oil for the lamps of CHIIIIIII-NAHHHHHHHH...' That vitamin oil was probably the fish oil they shill on talk radio. I vaguely remember something called Dr. John's.
I won't even go into the gravity-driven mechanical medical devices in the "dirty closet".
Vicks cough drops were nice. It's hard to find cough drops in a store these days. Ba had something called Horhounds (sp??) Weren't they sort of medicinal candies?
Love, Lizzie
Who but our family would have something called the "dirty closet". I had completely forgotten that term. Marty
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