One Pharmacist’s View

It was a little strange to me that bright day in 1943, but there it was — Germans working on the highway right in front of our store. I ran to bring Gerald so he could share in my discovery. Not much happened in Centrahoma back then, and not too much going on over there now — but we were delighted to see the dreaded “Huns” under armed guard and patching Highway 3. Soon other civilians j...