The pharmacist hosted the first New Year’s Eve party we ever attended in Lynn Lake. Because the liquor store was in the pharmacy, libation flowed. It didn’t take long before my husband was leaning dangerously. Fearing we’d make a scene in front of the town’s professionals, I insisted we walk home. As we shuffled the six blocks between houses, we heard a truck behind us. It was the pharmacist and all the guys from the party. They were hanging out the windows… wildly cheering us on!