19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Thursday, March 26, 1914: Walked to Watsontown this afternoon with the expectation of having my nose doctored, but the doctor wasn’t at home.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Hmm. . . what was the problem? . . . stuffy nose? . . .sinus infection? . . . something else?
This diary entry brings back memories of similar experiences I had when I was a child. I can remember visiting two Watsontown doctors—Dr. Persing and Dr. Yannaconne—when I had a cold or other minor ailment.
Both had offices in their homes. No appointment needed—just stop by during office hours and wait your turn. And, the medicines or salves they gave me always cured whatever ailed me. . . .