Bed bugs story stirs memories
The story and editorial about bed bugs took me back to around 1940. That’s when I went with my sister, brother-in-law and their two boys, Mom, Dad, and my other sister went to visit Dad's bachelor cousin at Geneva on the Lake for a week. We thought we had it made.
The first night everyone got a lot of bed bug bites.The next morning Mom, Dad and Viola stripped the beds, washed those things and all of our clothes.
Junior then bought kerosene and paint brushes to paint the metal springs and the seams on the mattresses.
Since the suitcases had been on the beds, Mom dumped them out, washed those clothes and painted the cases with kerosene.
I was about 6 at the time and my siblings were 4 through 9, so we missed all the work. We were not happy we missed so much time on the lakeshore. Our six-day vacation was cut to three days.
Of course, as soon as we got home Mom washed everything and painted the suitcases with kerosene.
The Lord only knows why the bed bugs didn't bite the cousin. Darn! We never saw that cousin again.
Helen Adkins, Flatwoods