One Pharmacist’s View

When I was yet a schoolboy over at Stonewall, my night job was running the projectors at the local movie house. The Main. People sometimes would stop me and ask me about their favorite movie star. It was usually a horse. You see, every Friday night a new weekend slate of movies started. A serial, a Warner Brother’s cartoon, and a fresh class A Newsreel from Path A News. My dad was sort of a n...