By Otis Griffin As a youngster when we had some congestion, now that’s a ‘five-dollar word’ for…… stopped up. Momma would rub this salve down deep into my bony chest. It was probably the same grease we used on the cows and hogs to reduce swelling, nicks, cuts, fleas, ticks, flies, warts and the deadly hoof and mouth disease. It cured what ailed ya’. If it didn’t get you on yo’ feet, we’d try sumpin’ else. Maybe by that time the dreaded disease had just played out and run its course.