n5hsr wrote:
> "Bill Baka" <[email protected]> wrote in message
>> My dad lived in Arkansas and if he wanted a 6 pack of beer he had to drive
>> to the next county. Wet, dry, etc. The good old boy sheriffs sat at the
>> county line and stopped everybody and checked their trunks for anything
>> over a 6 pack, which was then called smuggling.
>> ****,
>> You are stupid.
>> Bill Baka
>
> I'm almost afraid to ask which dry county. I lived in both Craighead and
> Clark for a while, both dry and on Friday nights there was practically a
> line of cars to the next wet county. I also lived in Phillips county for a
> while, but they are 'wet'. So the bums in Craighead used to drink Dr.
> Tischnor's. I ought to know, my dad's store couldn't keep it in stock.
> Clark had a line through Hot Springs county (also dry) to Garland (i.e. Hot
> Springs city) and the infamous Ship And Shore Liquor. Considering the fact
> I went to a Baptist college in a dry county, there were an awful large
> number of beer cans in various places around the apartment building after a
> weekend. . . .
>
> Charles of Schaumburg
>
>
Clark county. His neighbor was a deputy sheriff in charge of watching
the town/county jail over night and always came home drunk in the
morning. Seem the evidence room was the police personal stash room since
they never prosecuted anybody. Even the moonshiners they knew just had
to hand over a few gallons of the good stuff and the police would leave
and sat "See ya next month". I liked beer in that hot weather when I
visited so I had to go through the same routine as my dad. Now, it would
be about $20 of gas per six pack with my old Econoline van that I used
for vacation trips.
That was a far to the south as I ever cared to go, since with each state
farther east the cops turned into classic southern tv types. I got
stopped at the state line and the cop there called me "Boy" and I was 34
at the time. More than enough southern hospitality for me.
Bill Baka