There’s always a member of your family who you truly love. Who you wish you could spend more time with, and who treated you with so much love in return that you just couldn’t get enough of them. That was my Aunt Gerry. When I was a small guy growing up in Lansing, Michigan, she lived about a mile away. We visited a lot. One of the reasons it was so fun to go to their house is that they had a built-in swimming pool, which was about the entire size of their back yard.
Summers were filled with swimming, playing pool in the basement, eating chili dogs, and just hanging out. Aunt Gerry was cool. She always had food for us, and tried to do whatever she could to make our visits special. She did what she could because she had polio. Continue reading “DDT and the Polio Fallout”



