Saturday ...Alcohol I never thought people drank that stuff.

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 For today:

I used some alcohol today to clean a sink.  Someone has used Clorox to clean our sink; the sink is a heavy fake marble. Clorox disturbs this type of surface allowing it to stain so I thought I would try alcohol and the latest comet that is gentle to surfaces now..

As soon as I smelled that alcohol my mind went back to when I was 4.  My sister Shirley was about 7. She fell on a concrete porch holding a glass pitcher and left many cuts on her hand. WWII was going on big time and many meds and first aid materials were rationed due to all the battlefield usage. At that time, we lived in the country and Alcohol was the prime infection fighter.

I can still hear her scream as daddy held her and poured alcohol on her hand. It seemed like an hour, but was probably 3 or 4 minutes. I was crying with her. Dad was trying to apologize, “Sorry honey, I must do this.”

I had experienced many small cuts and scrapes I knew it burned but seeing the many cuts hurt me. She and many of us from those times kept scars all our lives due to lack of funds and availability. Many people had cuts that should have been stitched but folks had to roll with the punches dealt with in life.

Strange what a smell does to you. I can still remember the smell of ‘cashews’ when dad took us to Sears and Roebuck. They always had a snack center close to the entry.  And there was that Pop Corn smell when you entered a movie theatre.

What smells kick in memories to you?

 

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PS:  Sometimes I miss my good seller, it has aged out and not sensitive anymore.  BUT Sherry still smells good!