President elect Greg Vaisnor held the meeting for President Debbie Cooper.
Polio is a mystery. In its time it brought terror. It indiscriminently struck with minor flu-like illness in one person, death to the person next door, paralysis of the muscles in a leg or shoulder, or a lifetime spent in an iron lung.
I met up with this evil bug in August 1951. I was pregnant and relaxing on the beach in front of my in-law’s cottage in Pine Orchard. My little son Bobby was digging holes in the sand with a new-found friend, while I passed time talking with the boy’s dad, a summer renter. The next day, his wife rushed over to use our phone to call an ambulance for her husband who was very sick.