Polio Place

When I was about two or three months old, I became deathly ill with serious flu-like symptoms that caused my temperature to rise and hang around 106°, and just wouldn't get better despite all the doctor's advice. My mom said that I was diagnosed with roseola and was treated accordingly. After a long stretch of high fever, I seemed to get better. My father and mother both worked in Redding, California, where I was born, so my grandmother would take care of me. I had very young parents.