Wonderful story, Bebe!

Memories triggered:
- Pharmacies delivered prescriptions in the 1960s. (Maybe before or after, but I was born in 1957 and I stopped paying attention in the 1970s.) I don’t recall an added fee, it was just how things worked.
- There was a pharmacy half a block from our house, but we NEVER ordered prescriptions from there. Instead, we always purchased from a store two towns and 15 minutes drive away. My family was part owners of the building (inherited from my great-grandfather’s real estate empire, or what little was left after the Great Depression) and owners ALWAYS patronized their tenants.
- My sister and I were within easy walking distance of our grade school, so we always came home for lunch. If my mother had something going on, she would give us cash to eat at the soda fountain at that pharmacy half a block away. That’s when I learned about maximizing return on a fixed income; IOW, daily specials were my friend, and a week of hoarding change could result in a malted milkshake on Friday.