Some say Vermont’s Northeast Kingdom was born out of sheer stubbornness. It is gorgeous and mysterious, with a uniquely Vermont ability to endure just about anything, which is a handy thing, since until only about 13,500 years ago, most of it was encased under sheets of ice a solid mile thick. With its far northeast climate, harsh winter weather led to the driest of skin conditions. As you might guess from such an environment, the treasure of the Northeast Kingdom isn’t gold or silver, it’s an authentic skin-saving formula called Bag Balm. In 1899, rumors flew around the Northeast Kingdom about a miraculous salve for chafed and cracked cow udders concocted by a pharmacist in Wells River. So one fateful morning in 1900, a Lyndonville farmer named John L. Norris saddled his best horse and rode 30 long miles to find out what the fuss was about. The minute he tried it on the first cow, John Norris knew what he had to do. He scraped up every penny he could lay his rough hands on to buy the formula and all the rights to market it. Bag Balm officially set down roots after John hired a product designer to create the distinctive green tin with a cow’s head and Vermont’s indigenous red clover on the cover. Old locals still talk about how Bag Balm saved everybody’s hide in the winter of 1933, when the temperature fell to 50 below zero. In 1937, Admiral Richard Byrd took Bag Balm to the North Pole. During World War II, soldiers used it on their rifles to keep them in shape. After the Twin Towers in New York fell on 9-11, Vermont's Original quietly provided Bag Balm to be massaged into the scratched paws of search dogs, who relentlessly roamed over mountains of rubble looking for survivors. After more than 115 years, Bag Balm continues to spread – from farm to city, ski lodge to day spa, beauty editor to Instagram starlet, to college triathlete and beyond. When your skin needs a moisturizer like no other, Vermont’s hardworking Bag Balm is there.