Interior of vintage pharmacy, similar to Ludwig’s Drug Store
Ludwig’s Drug Store sat smack in the hub of activity of Main Street. On a busy day, there might be ten or twelve residents going about their business downtown, a couple of them dogs. Mr Ludwig could easily have been mistaken for Alfred Hitchcock.
The drug store was dark, mysterious, and strange-smelling. I always imagined the back room held bodies of children who’d gotten into medicine they shouldn’t have, courtesy of Mother’s warnings to stay out of the medicine cabinet. Why would they make those Childrens Bayer Aspirin so tempting if they were dangerous? Ever after my sampling, Mother just cut the big ones down.
I don’t know that I ever heard Mr. Ludwig say more than “That’ll be a dollar twelve cents,” until one of the Bumgadrner kids came in while we were waiting for our order.
“My mama wants a bottle of Asfoetida, and she said put it on the bill,” Freddie Bumgardner announced.
Mr Ludwig got his charge pad out and looked hard at Freddie for just a minute before snapping it shut. “Aw just take it. I ain’t gonna try to spell Bumgardner and Asfoetida in one day!”
Asfoedita is a foul-smelling herb used to treat colic and was put in bags to be hung around the neck to ward of disease in previous generations. Its foul smell probably kept people at sufficient distance to avoid contagion.
That was funny. My dad used to save money on doctor bills by asking a druggist friend of his for medical advice. 😀 — Suzanne
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Oh, that was always the first stop. Maybe they could save the doctor money!
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delightful post-love your humor!
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Thanks
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That’s a new product to me. I guess we didn’t have colic in the family ?? Funny story. ☺
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It was a country thing.
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I can’t help but laugh at the ending. 🙂
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Me, too! Together they were a mouthful!
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That they were. 🙂
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Thanks.
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BTW, we also had the Bumgardner clan. I’m sure no relation.
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Wonder if they had colicky babies?
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They had a whole passel of kids–no doubt they did.
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No kidding.
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We had Towse’s Drug Store. Chester Towse had been in business 50 yrs in 1961. Later, he had cataracts, but could still tell when ornery kids tried to cheat him. His store had the old glass cases, like in the above picture, and a decorative, stamped tin ceiling. His store was where we rode our bikes for sacks of candy. A quarter went a long way back then.
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Did you try to sneak and read his comics?
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Yeah–I confess, but it took you this long to catch up to me.
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Ah ha ha ha!
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Oh, I remember seeing drug stores like this one. The pills were dispensed in small paper boxes like match boxes. And we could put it on the bill to be paid once a month.
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That’s true.
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Never heard of “Asfoedita.” Sounds the way it must have tasted!
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It was kind of a folk or country remedy.
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Hahahahaha! Those are both big words to spell! I think that Mr. Ludwig made a wise decision!
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Yes it need.
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Easier to spell for us too… we call it hing!!!
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And we use it in certain Indian dishes!!!
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Must be just a trace.
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Not a huge amount, but it’s definitely there!
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