I remember the ’60’s, working in Ohio, and having to visit a local County Office Bldg for some reason or other, and its walled Jackson Pollock-like map of the state color-coded counties, towns, villages and areas that were dry, Sunday only, no whisky, 3.2 beer, wine only, and a jungle of other laws, conditions, stipulations of hours and on and on and on..Oklahoma was no better, for you had to tote your own likker (in the trunk of your vehicle) to whatever watering hole you went to so that the bartender could put your bottle on the back-bar and charge you a buck for a ‘set-up’ for your own dam booze.. Last I knew, both states have moved up into the 21st century, or at least tried. But don’t go to Argyle, NY expecting to get a cold beer after a hot day of tromping the local cemeteries..It’s been dry since the 1800’s and plans no change. But nod to a certain kid and you can get a baggie of weed or a bunch of meth and the town meanders onward.
I remember the ’60’s, working in Ohio, and having to visit a local County Office Bldg for some reason or other, and its walled Jackson Pollock-like map of the state color-coded counties, towns, villages and areas that were dry, Sunday only, no whisky, 3.2 beer, wine only, and a jungle of other laws, conditions, stipulations of hours and on and on and on..Oklahoma was no better, for you had to tote your own likker (in the trunk of your vehicle) to whatever watering hole you went to so that the bartender could put your bottle on the back-bar and charge you a buck for a ‘set-up’ for your own dam booze.. Last I knew, both states have moved up into the 21st century, or at least tried. But don’t go to Argyle, NY expecting to get a cold beer after a hot day of tromping the local cemeteries..It’s been dry since the 1800’s and plans no change. But nod to a certain kid and you can get a baggie of weed or a bunch of meth and the town meanders onward.