My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Dentist's hours
Fri., January 17, 1936 - The real blizzard weather is here today. Ray came after me. He started to work for Bill Rabe's tonite. So I can't drive to school anymore. Too stormy to go to Card Club at Wagner's tonite.
Sat., January 18, 1936 - Sophia was here this p.m. She and John were on their way to Wayne with Wenzel Jensen but had car trouble. I had a wisdom tooth pulled by Gormley tonite.
Sun., January 19, 1936 - Mr. & Mrs. Wilson Miller and Margaret were here this p.m. Ray was home awhile tonite. Howard brought me back to Nieman's. We built a fire in the schoolhouse.
A dentist who works on Saturday, or rather Saturday night? How crazy is that?
I do not think I have ever heard of Wenzel Jensen or the Wilson Millers.
But, on to wisdom teeth, from deardoctor.com:
Third molars have been referred to as “teeth of wisdom” since the Seventeenth Century and simply “wisdom teeth” since the Nineteenth Century. The third molars generally appear much later than other teeth, usually between the ages of 17 and 25 when a person reaches adulthood. It is generally thought among linguists that they are called wisdom teeth because they appear so late, at an age when a person matures into adulthood and is “wiser” than when other teeth have erupted.
Lately, science has added some credence to the idea that the third molar does indeed erupt when a person is “wiser”. Recent research has shown the brain continues to grow and develop right on through adolescence: in fact, most researchers believe the brain does not reach full maturity until the age of 25. Perhaps, then, our ancestors weren't so far off the mark — that the eruption of “wisdom teeth” is a sign that the carefree days of childhood have given way to the responsibilities of adulthood.
I guess I took longer to get smart, because my wisdom teeth did not come in until after Mitch was born, so basically after I was 29.
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