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Big Splinter
One day I saw my father, Robert Bruce McClendon, Jr., changing his socks. There was
My Grandfather had a general store in Johnston, South Carolina. His father, Luther Jack McClendon, had a general store in the Red Hill Community near Modoc, South Carolina. Some called this store a grocery store, but they both sold a little more than just groceries.
My father said that one day he was barefoot and running though his grandfather’s store. He caught a very large splinter from the floor board. The splinter embedded itself between his great toe and his second toe. The splinter ran most of the distance of his little foot.
There was no such thing as emergency rooms back then. There were very few doctors back then as well. Whatever medical needs you had, you took care of at home.
My father’s family called him R. B because his father was known as Bruce. Well, little R. B. started bleeding all over the place and Bruce picked him up and carried him to the butcher table. This was the place where meat was cut up to sell. My great-grandfather, Luther Jack, took a butcher knife and cut two slits on either side of the splinter from one end of R. B.’s foot to the other. Then, he picked out the splinter.
There was no such thing as Neosporin back then. At least, there wasn’t in that store. Great-grandpa Luther had to do something to keep it from getting infected, so he poured kerosene in the wound.
They bandaged R. B. up and off he went. Aren’t you glad we have progressed in the area of emergency medicine?
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What a delightful story, although it sure was not for your dad.
ReplyDeletePapa told it with a lot of graphic detail. To this day, no one has told me why Grandpa Mack cut on both sides of the splinter rather than just making one cut. I guess he had a reason.
DeleteOuch! My foot hurts just reading this story. I am very thankful at how far we have come in medicine.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it seems like the old ways were best. This is not one of those times.
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