My grandfather was a pharmacist. Like most of them back at that time he owned his own drug store. The neighborhood at that time was filled with recent Italian immigrants who had very little money. Often they would barter with him. He would take a chicken or a basket of tomatoes in exchange for a prescription.
In some cases the customer could not even come up with that. My dad says he would give them the prescription anyway. Then he’d shrug and say “someone is sick and they need medicine....what am I supposed to do? Tell them no??”
'Tis why I work with him. He gives solid commonsense advice as well, and is always on the lookout for drug interactions.
You don't get that kind of service at the Big Box Pharmacies.
Wish I could have had your grandfather for a pharmacist. There have been times I’ve left the pharmacy empty handed (blinking back tears) because I couldn’t afford the medication for my son (chronic condition). His new doc showed me how to order meds from Canada-wow! What a difference. I was blinking back happy tears that day :).