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I saw one when I was a kid in Mexico. I was kind of mesmerized by the fact that it was a human body, but no longer a human. I spent a long time trying to process that I was looking at a[i] thing and not a human[/i], It was obvious to me, but hard to reconcile.
My step dad was in this cheap hospital in Guaymas, Sonora, Mexico. In those days it was the dirtiest town I had ever seen. I was exploring in the brush behind the hospital, and came upon this fenced in area,, where they would drained the blood out of the bodies as they replaced the blood with formaldehyde. The blood went into a sewage grate on the floor! There was a weird sour sweet smell that I will never forget. I considered later that they might do that work outside to prevent smelling up the inside of the hospital. That's where I saw the body and the process. Whoever was doing the work must have stepped in while I was looking because no one else was there.
My step dad was in this cheap hospital in Guaymas, Sonora, Mexico. In those days it was the dirtiest town I had ever seen. I was exploring in the brush behind the hospital, and came upon this fenced in area,, where they would drained the blood out of the bodies as they replaced the blood with formaldehyde. The blood went into a sewage grate on the floor! There was a weird sour sweet smell that I will never forget. I considered later that they might do that work outside to prevent smelling up the inside of the hospital. That's where I saw the body and the process. Whoever was doing the work must have stepped in while I was looking because no one else was there.
@cherokeepatti Painted cinderblock all dark green and white. My dad got staff infection there and lost half of his foot. My brother got typhus, but I think I know how he caught it. We were at this small grocery store, and my brother was spacing out and absentmindedly running his tongue along this metal strip. I laughed and showed him the little black specks on the strip. I said, "Jeff! You're licking fly shit, man! Ha ha ha ha! " 2 days later he joined Russell in the hospital with typhus.
@cherokeepatti We were in this big ole psychedelic hippie gypsy camper named "Mother" parked in the hospital parking lot the whole time. That's just the way we were. We used to always get tons of food from the dumpsters behind Safeway when we were in the states. My mom was really into eastern religion and I think pretending to be terribly poor was part of that scene or something!
@cherokeepatti Who knows? My first 5 and half years were in Zihuatanejo with my grandparents, then from 5 and a half to eight were in hippie land in Washington state, then back to Ziracuaretiro Michoacan, till 11 years, at which time we settled down in the states in Arkansas. Talk about culture shock when they stuck me in the fifth grade. I was the very definition of a square peg! Being raised the way I was, I had no trouble with the inevitable bully, though! I put him in a fireman's carriage and dumped him head first in a trash can!
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@puck61 the reason I say no coincidence is something that happened in Nebraska. We had moved out of a little shack of a house (it had been used by migrant farmers during harvest season every year, a former radio station still complete with sound absorbing tiles on the walls)...my father went psycho after school got out, took a machete and chopped up the walls of the house saying that the landlord had charged too much for rent ($35 per month in 1964). Then he packed up and we left. We camped out next to an irrigation canal for a couple of weeks and then left to find somewhere to live. Found a little town near the Nebraska-Iowa border a couple miles from the Missouri River. He drove to the first bar he found in downtown & asked around if there was any houses for rent. The bar owner told him he had a rent house (which was next to his own home) and rented it to my father. It was a brick home with wall-to-wall carpet, the nicest place we’d ever lived. When we first came to the town before that there was a house down the alley from this house, my father had remarked “I dreamed about a house like that and it burned down”. Within 2 months he had burned that house down, trying to smoke out the bees that had stung a couple children living there and the homeowners were not at home. He made a “smoker” out of an empty turpentine can half-filled with sulfur. I was at home and heard him yelling and ran down the alley to see smoke coming out of the upstairs window. He yelled for me to get a trash can and fill it with water and run upstairs with it. I did and told him we needed to call the fire dept. He says “No I can get it put out” After me running downstairs getting the water and running back upstairs about 10 times I was about to give out. Then we heard sirens and I left and he talked to the firemen and police. Another thing he got by with. That poor family had to gather what they could and move out. My grandma lived 150 miles away and read the story in her local newspaper, they had butchered my fathers first and last name but she knew it was him (and we didn’t keep in contact with her), she clipped the article and sent it to his sister and said “this is just like something he would do.”
@cherokeepatti Wow! You have had an adventurous and rough childhood to I bet! With a hard drinking dad, it must have gotten pretty hard at times. My step dad didn't drink much, but he did every drug you can imagine! He was real physical and rough with the punishment, but I saw him when I was 24 a we hugged, and I felt no animosity for him whatsoever.
cherokeepatti · 61-69, F
@puck61 We only lived with him a few times and no more than a year at a time because he would abuse my mother to the point she’d have to be hospitalized for a year at a time, then he would forge his name and withdraw her savings money to buy what he wanted. The VA would deposit all her checks in her savings while she was hospitalized so it would accumulate to a nice sum in a year.
@cherokeepatti I know. All they are doing is increasing the chances of an actual war in this country. We are not talking about some gang or terrorist cell. These idiots are attacking half of this nation with these outrageous lies and edited videos; These are adults in positions of power!