If I'd known of those miraculous properties at the time I surely would have saved myself a lot of misery. But I'm talking about the family who had to endure scabies treatments not a year before that. Sulfer baths and public ridicule. On reflection there's no way I can be sane after all of that backward BS. No, they kicked me out because I eventually got strong enough to beat the redneck back (lightweight kitchen chairs are often tougher than they look) and I happily lived on Lookout Mountain (just under Rock City) with Scout training until arrested as a runaway while visiting a friend to pick up soap and paper.
I'ts a long story but my health and hygiene was far better during the two months I was playing the hermit in a cave by a mountain stream. Never saw a rat out there once - that species may have evolved to follow mankind around specifically. We certainly throw out enough edible waste out to sustain them.
That's an experience you'll probably never forget. Hope you are also writing about your experiences for an eventual biography. Your perspective might serve to help others. :-)
Thank you for the ping!! I have my box ready right here :) And your story is fascinating, whoa.