One Pharmacist's View

by Wayne Bullard, Pharm DElection day is coming to Allen. But I can safely say that the fever pitch of politics here has simmered down a lot over the years. A few years ago, your town fathers would have seen that a long low-boy trailer would be parked in front of the local Ford Dealers building.

I was in a meeting at my church last Sunday and the topic came up of how do we handle another Covidlike outbreak? Well, perhaps we should just presume that Covid never went away and go from there. A new variant was noted in September sweeping across Singapore.

by Wayne Bullard, Pharm D“Your friends are worried about you.” Anyway, that’s what people say when they want to bad mouth you. That was sort of the way one of one newspaper in (Israel) decided to comment on what they see has happened to Americans.

Last week was vacation time for Pat and me. So, you may ask, what do we have to vacation from? Good question but nevertheless, off we went. Went back to “Sweet Home Alabama.” No, I never lived there but my dad came west from there. A place called Gadsden.

So, when did these Father’s Day celebrations get started and how? Well, the first one came forth on June 19, 1910. The same year my own father was born. Men scoffed at this new day. “It’s just a trick to get people to spend money on yet another holiday,” said my dad.

Memorial Day is here. A time to remember and honor those heroes who paid the ultimate price to defend our country. There are many heroes in our area. And I salute all of them. But today I want to talk about a particular one. One you may not have known of or remember. A boy from Lula.

People that don’t regularly read this column may not realize that the famous movie star, Cheeta is dead. His best friend and caregiver hauled this 140-pound dead Chimp around on a cart so the other primates he lived with could say goodbye.

This Sunday is Mother’s Day. A very special time for many of us who have such special memories of our very special mothers. When I was a child, my mom was the person I ran to when I was in pain or hurting.

That little splotch of color on maps adjoining the Russian Country may disappear soon. Yes, the Ukraine is now a rapidly disappearing democracy on the edge of the USSR. And Russia, in actions that would have made Hitler blush with jealousy, is at it again.

No place like home I always say and for sure Allen is my home. I think mom felt that real strong for Allen on one “bad” day in 1938. The day we moved to Centrahoma. The old house dad had rented was in horrible shape.