I was born in 88. I was curious about my dad’s LGBT Black Pride No Freedom Till We’Re Equal Shirt and granddad’s beer can all the time. This is the most vivid memory of toddler childhood I have. My dad relented and in his memory said “okay but it’s gross!” And I got a big swig of bitter bullshit. Grandad did the same thing. Didn’t touch alcohol until I was 26 and enlisted. I think it was my 19th year I ended with a serious drinking problem getting blitzed on wine with the Germans, that Greek guy, and the Brits on the 2nd-floor patio in a spook school south of Rome during the cold war. I’m from 65.
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