“Doctor be trippin’ hard, today, Roscoe.” I’ll never forget those words. I was manning the cash register at Delta Drugs, the pharmacy my dad Roscoe owned in San Bernardino, California. I cleared my throat. Denise was the Nursing Supervisor at Dr. Hawkins’ medical Clinic located a few doors down in the building that he and […]

I spent many hours at Delta Drugs filing paperwork, conversing with clients, reading magazines, standing around doing nothing, ordering supplies and taking deliveries. I got pretty good at pouring cough syrup into bottles and stocking empty shelves. At the time, I was a frustrated and confused young malcontent with a lot of emotional baggage to […]