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More family history

As long as I’m in the neighborhood, I may as well talk about my great-grandfather while I’m thinking about it.  I’ve never been able to get my mother to talk much about her grandfather, but before she died, my aunt told me one time that he was just a bit odd.  Apparently he went out and worked on the farm until lunch time every day then came in, ate lunch and then lay down on the bare floor and took a nap of exactly 30 minutes, after which he went on about his day.  She thought that perhaps some of his odd behavior might be related to his regular use of Asthmador.

If you enlarge the picture you will see that the active ingredients are stramonium and belladona.  Asthmador was a fine powder that was poured onto a tin plate, mounded up and lit.  You were  supposed to inhale the fumes.  I’ve seen a lot of anecdotal evidence on the web that the stuff actually worked; that the ingredients acted as a bronchiodilator.  It also appears that the stuff wasn’t psychedelic in the appropriate dose when burned.  (Although apparently it was stuffed into capsules and ingested in some circles in the 60’s, producing hallucinations.)  So I guess the odd behavior was (and perhaps as a legacy, still is) genetic rather than chemical.

There’s no particular point to this, other than I’ve been listening to James McMurtry all day when not interviewing job applicants and I guess that just taps into my inner redneck or something.

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