tschmath wrote:
When my brothers and I were young my dad would take us to the local bar so we could watch the New York Giants play football, since home games were blacked out. He never drank there and of course neither did we, but we were mesmerized by being in an adult bar anyway. We still talk about it 50+ years later.
I was 18 and home on a week's leave from the Army after completing airborne training. Dad asked me if I would like to go to the pool hall. We lived in a supposedly dry county but everyone knew, if you wanted a drink you could get it at the pool hall. Dad ordered two beers but the owner reminded Dad that I wasn't 21. Dad said, "if he is old enough to parachute out of an airplane he is old enough to drink a beer." The logic worked because I got the beer and that is the best beer I ever drank. My Dad died in 1975 after many years as a coal miner. Sure wish I could have another beer with him now and wish all young men could have a father like mine was to me.