Food Can Kill ... or Cure
An Excerpt from Chapter Thirty–One Path Perilous: My Search for God and the Miraculous Ann Wigmore, pioneer of the natural health movement, offering fresh wheatgrass juice at her Boston clinic. Autumn 1968, age 26 The high-speed drive from Connecticut to Boston rattled every nerve. Pain blurred the passing miles, dredging up an old memory—my acute appendicitis at twelve, my father driving…
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