I assume it didn't kill your great great grandfather, so it could not have been too bad.
The man we bought our house from told us that in the 30s they used to kill a couple of hogs every fall and make sausage stuffing the family's old worn out socks, they hung the sausage outside of the girls bedroom window on the north side of the house and ate it all winter. My grand daughter uses that room when she visits and refused to believe the story. Then one day the older sister (in her mid 90s) came by to see what we had done to her childhood home, my grand daughter was there and heard the same story from her, and I think now she believes it.
Our modern practices of food storage and sanitation are mostly for the best, but not always as necessary as we think.