Peg Kerr's Journal

Hmm. My brother, growing up, had sever asthma and extremely severe allergies to dust, dust mites, dust bunnies -- anything relating to dust. So every surface in the house was kept meticulously clean, in the hopes of keeping his attacks. This is exactly the sort of trick my mom used constantly. We were, however, a special case, and I don't think ordinary households would need to be anywhere near so neurotic.