The Heartbreak of Psoriasis

Self Portrait, 1969

When I was a teenager I suffered from facial psoriasis, blotchy, sometimes imperceptible patches of flaky skin that can be so irritating. Comments from others, especially fellow classmates, were often cruel.

Then one day in Granddad’s barn I noticed a container of salve used for dry cow udders. I tried a little on my forehead. The results were instantaneous, years of personal anguish erased in seconds. Who knew? Bag Balm as facial moisturizer.

I still stand by it today. Some friends tell me I look even younger now than I did in 1969! (Sorry, photo unavailable.)