My Aunt Cecelia was just beginning the eighth grade when it happened.
In late spring 1951, she came home from school with a high temperature, feeling very ill. The next morning, her legs gave out as she tried to get out of bed. By that evening, she was so weak she could barely move.
She’d contracted polio.
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