Warning to readers! This is a Tall Texas tale. Some of the folks are real, but most are not. Fort Worth, Texas, Pez Candy, and the polio epidemic of the 1950s are. i was there.
Pictured above is my late cousin, Beverly Hills, of Fort Worth, Texas. Let me tell you a legendary tall tale about her father, a renowned infectious disease doctor at JPS Hospital. He came up with a rather unconventional idea for administering the new Polio Vaccine. Instead of using a giant needle, he thought, “Why not load up a Pez pellet with the vaccine and shoot it into the kid’s mouth? No needle, no trauma, no chasing down running kids, just a minty Pez Candy shot down the throat with a cute little Flash Gordon Ray-Gun dispenser.” What could possibly go wrong?
The hospital installed a fancy display at Leonard Brothers Department Store, and Beverly, with no license to administer anything stronger than her cats kibbles, was designated to give the trusting kiddos their Polio Vaccine with the Ray-Gun Pez Gun. The word spread like wildfire, and soon, the line snaked around the block as moms and kids showed up to beat the dreaded Iron Lung by ingesting a tiny mint. Things got a little wild – police had to step in to control the crowd, and they even started serving hot dogs and cokes to calm down the hungry mob. It was quite the scene – July heat, a frenzied crowd, and the perfect conditions for the spread of Polio. The things people will do for a medical minty treat!
Beverly was overwhelmed, having shot Polio Pez mints down the throats of a thousand or more kids by noon, and supplies were exhausted. Her father’s duffus assistant, overwhelmed by the mob scene, retrieved what he thought were more vaccine pellets from a store room but instead picked refills of “Mother Little Helper Hormone and Hot Flash Lozenges.” They were packed in a similar non-descript box as the Pez Pellets and exactly the same size, a simple mistake made in the heat of battle. Beverly and a nurse vaccinated another thousand kids by afternoon and were done. When loading the car to head home, her father, Doctor Hill, discovered the real Pez vaccine in the trunk of his car. An inspection revealed the terrible mistake, but it was too late, and he had no way to contact the families of the children who had received the hormone therapy lozenges. Fearing fatal retribution, he decided to keep mum and let nature take its course. Better living through pharma did just that.
Two weeks went by, and freaked-out mothers were bringing their kids to hospitals all over town. Eight-year-old girls were growing boobies, wearing makeup, smoking cigarettes, and asking for a martini in the afternoon. Young boys were reading Hollywood Movie Star Magazines, dressing their dogs in doll clothing, painting their fingernails, shaving their still hairless legs, and began wearing their mother’s peddle pusher pants and mid-drift blouses. The town had gone street-rat crazy-town. Dr. Hill fessed up, suffered the consequences, and treated the affected kids with the appropriate drugs to reverse the changes. It seems that 1957 Fort Worth, Texas, was the forerunner for what is going on now. Who would have thought it was all because of a Pez Candy.
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