Saturday, December 27, 2025

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?

 

Nite Shipslog

 

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

7 comments:

Mevely317 said...

Your post about Shirl took me right back to 1980-something St. Petersburg ... a coworker tripped in the parking lot and shredded her panty hose (remember those). Ever the helpful assistant, I grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol and, without thinking, poured it on her knees. It was years before Sandy let me live that down!
Thanks for reminding me about Sears' hot nuts. Those were the days!

Chatty Crone said...

Sometimes when I smell laundry it makes me feel safe and relaxed - don't know if that counts or not.

HappyK said...

My grandma had lilac bushes all along the side of her living room. With the windows open the whole house smelled wonderful. Lilacs always make me think of my grandma.
Vinegar mixed with some water makes a great cleaner. It's what I us all the time.

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

We used peroxide to clean cuts, it din't burn like alchohol. But yes, we used what ever was on hand. We also had the red stuff you smeared over cuts and scrapes. It burned like the dickens!

Pamela M. Steiner said...

Like "Ma" above, we used Merthiolate or Merchurochrome (the red stuff) that stings terrible. One of them did and one didn't, I don't remember which.. Smells that bring back memories...my mother's apple pie baking...now when I smell an apple pie baking of think of hers, but none are ever as good as hers! Thanks for the memories!

Sheila Y said...

We also had the ‘red’ stuff. I stepped on a board with a nail in it, when I was 5, and it almost came out the top of my foot. Daddy got an old sauce pan that had lost its handle, I’m not sure what all he put in it but the largest amount was alcohol and I had to soak my foot in it. Then my brothers got a paddle with the un-nailed side for leaving the board with the nail sticking up. Take care, Sheila Y

Sheila Y said...

Oh, and one other thing. I have one of the pie safes that my Dad built. When I open it and lean in and sniff, it takes me home to Alabama. ❤️ Sheila