Wow….I cannot believe this week is coming to a close! It seems like we were just camping and having fun yesterday!
And that reminds me that I had just a few more photos to show from that adventure.
On Monday morning, we got up early and headed for Bradford, Pennsylvania. Bradford is only a few miles from the park where we were staying and Mark and Randy wanted to visit the Zippo Lighter and Case Knife Museum. Bradford is the home of both Zippo Lighters and Case Knives….Zippo acquired the Case company, so both companies are housed in one museum. There is also a gift shop located there.
When we arrived at the museum, one of the first things we saw was a 1947 Chrysler that was used to advertise the “windproof Zippo lighter”. This isn’t the original auto, but a replica of the one that was driven all over the United States to advertise the lighters.
With the great hazzards of smoking being made so public, I suppose the Zippo facility is seeing fewer visitors. Then again, maybe not. The company offers many special lighters that are treasures amongst collectors. Because of the proximity to the Seneca Nation where Native Americans can sell cigarettes without all the taxes, perhaps smokers are drawn to the museum.
The museum contains many interesting documents and such…there are letters from veterans who lost their lighters during the wars, letters from people who mangled their lighters in accidents such as hitting one with the lawn mower or running one through an ice crushing machine. There are also hundreds if not thousands of lighters displayed. One of the first displays is a huge American flag formed from hundreds of lighters.
The Case Knives were also interesting. There are so many varieties and colors. I was amazed at the extensive uses for all the different knives. As with the lighters, there were many collectibles displayed throughout the museum.
We also visited a few stores in Bradford and just enjoyed the day. It was very hot, but we had fun just taking our time looking about.
Of course, I loved the Welsome to Pennsylvania signs and the informative sign located nearby….
Yes sir, if I could have my “druthers”, I would be living in Pennsylvania. I love that state. No particular reason. No, there are many particular reasons! As I looked at that last sign, I couldn’t help but think of my mother’s ancestor who surveyed for William Penn. How exciting is that?
As I thought about the above, my Great Aunt Vera came to my mind. Vera was my special aunt. She had a terrible humped back and stood not much more than four feet tall. I suppose such a defect would be diagnosed and corrected nowdays, but being tiny to begin with made my great aunt even more special! Vera had worked as a courtroom stenographer for many years and never married. She lived in the house that her father built for the family. She also had a cabin in the woods…at SB Elliot State Park. That cabin is where I learned a great love for the woods. Memories are so rampant and plentiful. All pleasant and all happy!
Okay, so back to reality! We came home on Monday and Tuesday was spent just relaxing after all the busyness associated with returning home from camping. Wednesday was *the* day….Mark had an appointment with the dentist and so did I.
Mark was the more fortunate of the two of us; he was going for a cleaning whereas I was going to have my tooth pulled!
The dentist was gracious, giving me novacaine in every strategic area he could. He worked on my tooth for quite a while. As suspected, the root ofthe tooth was cracked and that is why the area above the tooth never seemed to get over being infected. A great deal of exertion was necessary to get the root out, but my dentist is fantastic. I was actually laughing during the process!
After the root was removed, the dentist filled the hole left behind with a special mix of sterilized bone fragments and material to encourage bone growth. This process felt like he was jamming the mix into my head, but thankfully, he worked quickly! The next step was what bothered me the most….stitching the mess up! Something about the thread brushing my nose and face just really unnerved me. Once again, the dentist worked with speed and confidence that made it seem more bearable!
As I left the office, I was given an instruction sheet on how to care for my wound. I now left with a sweet little plastic partial that made it impossible to tell I had anything done!
The plastic tooth is the third from the left on top….if you look closely, you can see black stitches! My little partial and I will be together for the next 4 to 6 months, depending on how rapidly I heal. Modern dentistry is amazing. As I left, the girls told me to take some ibuprophen as soon as I got home.
I took the medicine and as the novacaine wore off, I thought I could feel pain. Mark wanted to go to Canandaigua after the appointment and after giving it some thought, I decided to go, thinking diversion would distract me from the pain. The good news is, there was no pain. None.
As I was feeding bottles and cans into the loud recycle machine at Wegmans, there was some shaking caused by a 5.5 earthquake located in Canada! I never felt a thing, but I was busy moving around, grabbing items to feed into the machine. I know many people nearby did indeed feel the earth move.
I spent today just lying low. I was told to take it easy the first 24 hours to help the healing process. I did manage to eat some chicken salad on a snadwich thin….I cut it into tiny pieces and used my molars on the left side to eat. After a while, I did wander down to the grocery store and bought some vanilla ice cream. That was much easier to eat!
Phew. What a week, indeed!