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    Flying into pharmacy (eyes wide shut)


    Reader Bill Tarr gives us the second article in Drug Topics' new series, Pathways through Pharmacy. While the first signs of his professional direction may have come as something of a surprise, he rose to the challenge and found a vehicle for the good life.

    I want to state right at the outset that I never wanted to be a pharmacist.

    Pushing pills was not even in my field of vision when I graduated from Methodist College in 1967 with a BS degree in biology. My motivation was to follow in the footsteps of my father, a decorated B-17 pilot and POW in WWII, and fly planes for the United States Air Force.

    Growing up, I built all the model planes and dreamed about going supersonic and maybe flying with the renowned Thunderbirds. My course was set!

    I became a distinguished graduate of Officer Training School late in a very hot 1967 summer at Lackland Air Force Base, in San Antonio, Texas and passed the Air Force qualifications test stating that I had at least enough rudimentary skills to participate in flight training.

    I was transferred to Reese AFB, Lubbock, Texas, in the fall of 1967.  One year later, I had the “brown bars” of a second lieutenant on my shoulders, the silver wings on my chest, and all the good stuff was about to happen.


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