When I spilled too much onion powder into the pan when making hamburgers, our house turned into the hallways of the apartment building where my paternal grandparents lived.
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When I opened my dad’s toolbox in search of a smaller pliers wrench, I smelled the Dial Gold soap that my dad and mom used for — what? forty years? And I found the wrench I needed.
Monday, July 3, 2023
Smells
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Oh my, yes. When I smell original scent Jergens lotion, I remember standing on to of the closed toilet lid after a bath, my mother rubbing that lotion on me—I must have been three? four?
Oh gosh. That reminds me (once again) of David Owen’s “The Dime Store Floor.”
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