dkees
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My mercury story. In the mid 50s a small, rural grocery/hardware store purchased an entire case of advertising thermometers. I want to say about 2500 in the case. These were not the small, cheap one you see now but were at least 12 inches high and 6 inches wide with a thermometer scale you could see from 100 feet. As I remember the case looked like a sofa came in it.
Anyway, the store owner died and his family decided to liquidate the contents. My dad purchased the box of thermometers for $2. My friends and I soon discovered the contents and, having heard you could make a new dime out of an old one, we filled a pint jar with mercury.
We poured it on everything we could think of to see what would happen. We played with that stuff until the jar was empty. There has to be traces of mercury all over our part of rural Indiana. We never got sick and all of us are still alive today. That was over 50 years ago. I still remember dropping it on a hard surface and watching it break into hundreds of small balls which rolled to who-knows-where.
Anyway, the store owner died and his family decided to liquidate the contents. My dad purchased the box of thermometers for $2. My friends and I soon discovered the contents and, having heard you could make a new dime out of an old one, we filled a pint jar with mercury.
We poured it on everything we could think of to see what would happen. We played with that stuff until the jar was empty. There has to be traces of mercury all over our part of rural Indiana. We never got sick and all of us are still alive today. That was over 50 years ago. I still remember dropping it on a hard surface and watching it break into hundreds of small balls which rolled to who-knows-where.