I have that feeling again. That heavy clogged feeling in my stomach that
always follows a large meal or an excess of less than nutritional food. And I
know that with this feeling always comes my memory of many, many years ago and
my neighbor Mrs. Kingsley.
I must have been about 12 years old and my parents both worked during the day.
They’d arranged that if anything went wrong or if I needed anything, I could go
to Mrs. K or another close neighbor. This particular day, I came home from
school with a terrible