A Tribute To The Independent Pharmacist Who Vaccinated My Family

(And His Volunteer Army)

My daughter with a friend’s dog— photo by Jacqueline Dooley

Last Wednesday, at exactly 11:10 am, I watched a pharmacist place a bandaid on my 16-year-old daughter’s arm. He stuck it neatly beneath the bunched up sleeve of her bulky sweater.

“There you go, sweetie,” he said gently. “Next time wear a t-shirt.” He smiled beneath his mask, deposited the needle in a…