Saturday, March 28, 2009

Memories of Childhood...


I kid, I kid. Actually, my parents never left me alone in a bar ... they brought my little brother along to keep me company.


6 comments:

Beth said...

Hahaha! Well, hey, it probably taught you responsibility as you made sure little bro didn't stick his head under the beer taps, right?

Berry Blog said...

Oh you should have written about it David. Lord I remember countless bars and endless hours I sat in waiting for my folks. It wasn't sinful then- it was just where they held caucuses for poor men's politics. The places just happened to serve alcohol, a kind of social KY.

Sam said...

damn, my parents moved twice while I was at school, thank god I found them.
xoxoxo

Joy said...

LOL Thanks for the laughs! (except for Charlie with his Dickensian childhood - really!)

Mark in DE said...

LOL - you are too funny!

Jennie said...

Almost as funny as the picture of Jenny and I sitting by our dads, all four of us with Coors cans.

I think ours were empty, but that whole evening is sorta blurry.

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