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Pharmacy in World War II – The Drug Store

Pharmacy in World War II - The Drugstore

As a former pharmacist, I’ve found the history of pharmacy in World War II fascinating. So fascinating that I’ve written two novels featuring pharmacists. In On Distant Shores, pharmacist John Hutchinson serves in a pharmacy in an Army evacuation hospital in Italy, and in Anchor in the Storm, Lillian Avery works as a pharmacist in a drugstore in Boston during World War II.

Much about my profession has changed over the decades, but some things have not—the personal concern for patients, the difficult balance between health care and business, and the struggle to gain respect in the physician-dominated health-care world. Earlier I discussed the role of the pharmacist in the 1940s, today we’ll visit the local drugstore and see how its role changed during the war, and then I’ll review the role of pharmacists in the US military.

Welcome to the Corner Drugstore—1939

Street scene, including drugstore, Cascade, Idaho, 1940s (Library of Congress)

Street scene, including drugstore, Cascade, Idaho, 1940s (Library of Congress)

Perkins’ Drugs stands on the corner of Main Street and Elm, where it’s stood all your life. Large glass windows boast ads for proprietary medications and candy, and a neon mortar-and-pestle blinks at you. When you open the door, bells jangle. The drugstore is open seven days a week, sixteen hours a day, so you know it’ll always be there for you. To your right, old-timers and teenagers sit at the soda fountain on green vinyl stools, discussing politics and the high school football game. The soda jerk waves at you.

Advertisement for Whistle Soda, featuring a drugstore soda fountain, 1940s

Advertisement for Whistle Soda, featuring a drugstore soda fountain, 1940s

You pass clean shelves stocked full of proprietary medications, toiletries, cosmetics, hot water bottles, hairpins and curlers, stockings, cigarettes, candy, and bandages. You know where everything is—and if you can’t find it, Mr. Perkins or his staff will be sure to help you.

"Southington, Connecticut. Girls at drugstore." May 1942 (Photo by Fenno Jacobs for the Office of War Information)

“Southington, Connecticut. Girls at drugstore.” May 1942 (Photo by Fenno Jacobs for the Office of War Information)

The owner, Mr. Perkins, is hard at work behind the prescription counter with good old Mr. Smith and Mr. Abernathy, that new young druggist Mr. Perkins hired last year. Mr. Perkins greets you by name, asks about your family, and takes your prescription. He has to mix an elixir for you. If you don’t want to wait, he’ll be happy to have his delivery boy bring it to your house. But you don’t mind waiting. You have a few items to purchase, and you’d love to sit down with a cherry Coke.

Welcome to the Corner Drugstore—1943

Sontag Cut Rate Drug Store at 5401 Wilshire Boulevard at the corner of Wilshire and Cloverdale, Los Angeles, CA, 1941 (California Historical Society via USC Digital Library)

Sontag Cut Rate Drug Store at 5401 Wilshire Boulevard at the corner of Wilshire and Cloverdale, Los Angeles, CA, 1941 (California Historical Society via USC Digital Library)

Perkins’ Drugs still stands at the corner of Main Street and Elm. Large glass windows boast Army and Navy recruitment posters. The neon sign has been removed to meet blackout regulations. The store is open for fewer hours since Mr. Smith retired and Mr. Abernathy got drafted. Mr. Perkins hired Miss Freeman. Not many people are thrilled to have a “girl pharmacist,” but if Mr. Perkins trusts her, that’s good enough for you. Perkins’ Drugs and Quality Drugs on the other side of town alternate evening hours so the town’s needs are met.

Poster for the US Office of Civilian Defense, WWII

Poster for the US Office of Civilian Defense, WWII

A placard on the door reminds you that Perkins’ Drugs is authorized by the Office of Civilian Defense as a pharmaceutical unit, meaning the store will provide a kit of medications and supplies for the casualty station in case of enemy attack. You pray the town will never need it.

Bells jangle when you open the door. The soda fountain is closed. Mr. Perkins can’t buy metal replacement parts for the machine, the soda jerk is flying fighter planes over Germany, and sugar is too scarce a commodity.

US poster encouraging tin can collection, WWII. Read more: "Make It Do--Metal Shortages in World War II" on Sarah Sundin's blog.

US poster encouraging tin can collection, WWII

A barrel stands by the door for the scrap drive. You toss in five tin cans, washed, labels removed, tops and bottoms cut off, and flattened. Mrs. Perkins at the cash register thanks you.

You pass clean shelves with depleted stocks. Proprietary medications, cosmetics, toiletries, and medical supplies remain, but rubber hot water bottles, silk and nylon stockings, hairpins and curlers, candy, and cigarettes are in short stock—or unavailable. Most of the packaging has changed. Metal tins have been replaced by glass jars and cardboard boxes. You pick up a bottle of aspirin and a tube of toothpaste, double-checking that you brought your empty tube. Without that crumpled piece of tin, you couldn’t purchase a replacement. Tin is too dear.

At the prescription counter, Mr. Perkins greets you by name and asks about your family. Miss Freeman gives you a shy smile and you smile back. There’s a war on, and women have a patriotic duty to do men’s work so men are free to fight. Mr. Perkins frowns at your prescription for an elixir. He’s used up his weekly quota of sugar, and his stock of alcohol and glycerin are running low. Would you mind capsules instead? Of course not. Mr. Perkins phones Dr. Weber and convinces him to change the prescription. Mr. Perkins can’t have the prescription delivered—he doesn’t qualify for extra gasoline and he couldn’t find a delivery boy to hire anyway.

You and Mr. Perkins discuss war news as he sets up a wooden block with little holes punched in it, then lines the pockets with empty capsule halves. He weighs powders on a scale, mixes them in a mortar, then fills the capsule shells. After he sets the capsule tops in place, he puts the capsules in an amber glass bottle with the familiar Perkins’ Drugs label.

US poster encouraging purchase of War Stamps, WWII

US poster encouraging purchase of War Stamps, WWII

You buy a few War Stamps. Your wages are higher than ever with the war on, and with all the shortages there’s nothing to buy. Besides, War Bonds and Stamps are a solid financial investment and your patriotic duty.

Mr. Perkins thanks you for your purchase, and you thank him for his service. War or no war, you know Perkins’ Drugs will always be there for you.

Resources

My main source was this excellent, comprehensive, and well-researched book: Worthen, Dennis B. Pharmacy in World War II. New York: Pharmaceutical Products Press, 2004.

http://www.lloydlibrary.org (Website of the Lloyd Library and Museum, which has many articles and resources on the history of pharmacy).

5 Responses to “Pharmacy in World War II – The Drug Store”

  1. Noelle the dreamer

    A great post Sarah! I can’t wait for the book of course! Patience, I know!
    I must say you have caught our attention with a myriad of little titbits you posted throughout the year! Thank you for helping us to understand an era most of us might not know (but whose shadow still haunts many lives!)
    Blessings and Happy Summer!

  2. Karen Barnett

    Fantastic, Sarah! How vivid. I love seeing the before/after perspective. The first scene reminds me of the 1920s drugstore in Mistaken. It’s amazing to think how much changed in just a few decades. And now, I pick up my prescriptions at Costco or Walgreens.

  3. Sarah Sundin

    Thanks, Rachael and Noelle!

    Karen – I was thinking the same thing. I loved your drugstore scenes in Mistaken – and I can’t wait to read the rest!! And yes, my prescriptions are now filled at Rite-Aid – at least they still have the ice cream counter 🙂

  4. Kiersti

    So fascinating–what fun! I love how you “take us there,” and also let us see the changes the war brought over just a few years. Looking forward to On Distant Shores! 🙂