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The Only Dentist in the Parish
a sketch by L. D. Sledge Grandaddy
had a tiny office in
the back corner of the store where he pulled teeth and threw them out
the
window behind him. He made impressions for false teeth, sent them
off
and got them back in the mail. Sometimes the teeth would be
delivered to the customer
along with the groceries.
Granddaddy was the only
dentist in the whole parish for a long time.
Oh yes, it was a grocery and everything else as well. You could buy hammer and nails, candy, snuff, dry salt meat, cheese, and ice cream, panties, boots and ladies shoes, sheetrock and hay, cut and thread pipe. After 1950, you could charge a light bill or funeral bill on your account. It
was back when doctors came to your house, when there were as many
wagons pulled by mules as
there were trucks and cars, when people scraped their yards to keep the grass from growing.
It was before hair spray, deoderant, filter cigarettes, rules against throwing things out of the window of your car, before TV and ball point pens, and before preventative dentistry. The Only Dentist in the Parish © May 22, 2004 L. D. Sledge |
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