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Terry, Cecil, and Keith drank liquor straight from the bottle in 1983. Some people drank a lot of booze, others never drank a drop, a few pitched a drunk once or twice a year, while the majority just sipped on beer or wine. A few of us were teetotalers and a few were alcoholics. This made things interesting -- and at times a little sad.
A half-full Pepsi, an unopened Budweiser beer, and an empty bottle of Cella Lambrusco sat on my toolbox at the End of the Pavement.
They made delicious homemade wines and shared many a bottle with us. Paul and Tina were always smiling -- not just from the alcohol but because they were genuinely happy people
I wasn't really guzzling that Peach Schnapps -- just trying to look cool for the picture.
It was 1979 and I was drinking tequila. Once again, trying to look cool. Being cool was my goal in life until I hit my mid-thirties.
I was with Bush and Jeff in Ethel Fox's yard. Jeff was fixing to hand me that plastic lemon full of fake juice. Joe was probably taking the picture.
This stuff was made from herbs but it tasted like cough syrup.
Teresa looked serene amongst the noise and excitement. Ab was fixing to take a shot of liquor as Sherry and Phil looked on.
Brian enjoyed a beer at the End of the Pavement.
This was the evidence that beer drinkers hung out at the EOP.
He was drinking rot-gut liquor that the bootleggers used to sell for $10 a pint. We were at my house on Pleasant Grove Church Road -- Marion Chamber's old place which no longer exists.
Rick sips an imported beer while Jill and Brenda stand by.
Cecil, Tim, and Blazer at the End of the Pavement -- I bet their bottles were hid!
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