When I was younger (9th grade), a friend of mine had a wart on the back of his hand. He had gone to have it frozen and burned off several times, but the wart always came back. My father, who was born in 1934, lived a very rural lifestyle when he was younger here in Texas and bought some land later in the late 60's to raise cattle. Anyway, I had taken this friend out to my fathers land several times and he was a good friend which became close with my family. After hearing of my friend complaining of this wart several times...my father said to my friend, "Go out there in that pasture and find a cow bone". He told my friend in which direction to walk so that he would come upon a cow bone and explained what it would look like so that my friend would know what to look for. He said "when you find it, take notice of how it's laying there on the ground...bend down and carefully pick it up...rub the bone on your wart...and then carefully place the bone back the way you found it". And then he said, "turn around and walk away and DON'T look back".
Well, as younger kids we thought this was the dumbest thing we had ever heard. But we were definitely intrigued, and he was tired of the trips to the Dr. in order to try to have it removed. So we decided to try it...I walked out to the edge of the pasture with him but stayed quite a distance away from him...to this day I'm not really sure why I decided to keep a distance between him and I...maybe I thought it was something that had to be done alone in order to work...so I watched him walk out into that pasture and look around...after a while he stopped and was looking down...he bent down...and I couldn't see exactly what he was doing but after about 10-15 seconds he stood back up, turned around and started walking back to where I was. He never looked back. When he got back to where I was I asked him "did you do it?"....he said, "yes and I really hope this works because I'm sick of this wart coming back.
About 7-10 days later (I can't exactly remember) he came up to me at school and said "you're never going to believe this". He held out his hand and I looked down.....the wart was gone. We both laughed in disbelief...but to this day the wart is still gone.
So is this hoodoo?...or another form of folk magic?
Sorry for the lengthy retelling of events...I kinda got caught up in the memory...lol




