06/09/2026
June 9, 1941.
Eighty-five years ago, Gib got a vendor’s license, opened the doors at 601 East Main, and probably had no idea what he was starting. Since then, Allen’s Pharmacy has survived a world war, a highway that bisected our neighborhood shortly after moving to Eastern Avenue, recessions, blizzards, floods, chain stores, days-long power outages, drug shortages, legislative changes, insurance reimbursement cuts, a pandemic, the roof blowing off, mechanical breakdowns, and computers that freeze at the worst possible time.
And yet… we’re still here.
To the people of Chillicothe and the surrounding areas, thank you for 85 unbelievably loyal, supportive, patient, stubborn, hilarious, hardworking, compassionate, generous, encouraging, and amazing years.
Thank you for supporting local when it’s easier not to. Thank you for trusting us with your family’s healthcare. Thank you for the conversations at the soda fountain, the jokes at the counter, the patience during the chaos, and the grace when things aren’t perfect.
This old 1941 Vendor’s License, Gib’s first one, is a reminder that long before any of us were here, somebody took a chance on serving this community. We’re incredibly proud to still carry that forward today.
A lot has changed since June 9, 1941.
But one thing hasn’t. This pharmacy belongs to this community as much as it belongs to us.
So, from all of us at Allen’s Pharmacy, thank you for keeping this little independent pharmacy going for 85 wild years.
Lord willing, and the creek don’t rise, here’s to many more.🤞🙏
