Remorseful Ex-Slob Does His Penance
On my daily walks, I do penance for one of the sins of my misspent youth. I pick up roadside litter. Who tosses out roadside litter? I did. Shame on me. In 1950s, the legal drinking age in Pennsylvania was 21. In New York state, just 22 miles away from my hometown of Warren, that drinking age was 18 — legally. Practically speaking, you got served if the bartender could see your eyes peering over the top of the bar in at least two watering holes within yards of the state line. Our return trips were marked by scenery-ruining flings of empty beer bottles, cigarette butts, ...