Being a White Sox fan, I remember Harry Carey lauding Falstaff beer. Before he turned Cubbie. (Boo) My dad had plenty of Strohs, Red White and Blue, whatever was cheapest probably, in the basement fridge. I remember the first beer I drank was out of that fridge. I’m pretty darn sure it was a bottle of Strohs. I made my little brothers have a sip so they couldn’t squeal on me. I finished that bottle and had another. And the rest is history. I like history. This thread has brought back some memories. Thanks for that. It’s fun to reminisce.
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