although my first beer was a stroh's signature,, my dad drank altas. yeah,,,, ALTAS. the folks would go on vacation and i would start drinking. no problem right? got a week to find a buyer and replace it. the problem was choking down 24 bottles of altas!!! dad would come home to find the beer he left somehow multiplied.
Let me think... it was my 21st birthday... I got a sample paddle of beers at McMenamin's... I believe the first one I tried was either the Copper Moon or the Ruby. The Ruby was the only I completely finished... it's a raspberry beer. It's great if you are looking for an easy drinker. I've since expanded my tastes.
It was warm, and tasted awful at the time and I havent had one since. I remember my dad telling me that the horse would wink at you after you've had a few.
Dang if I can remember ?
I know that when I was 10 my grandfather caught me smoking a cigarette behind the barn.
I can still remember that stern look of his and "boy!, you know that you are too damn young to smoke them damn
cigarettes! "
Still surprised by getting caught by grandpa, I replied " shoot grandpa, that ain't nothing, I was with my first woman when I was 9"... trying to make a grown up conversation with him and dodge an azz whooping....He just smiled while cutting his eyes at me and said " well, do tell boy, how was it ? I simply replied " how the hell do I know, I was drunk as a skunk at the time" saved me an azz whooping, but I declare, I don't recall the brand of beer . That's my story and I'm sticking to it....
"Red Neck, White Socks, and BLUE RIBBON BEER!" a sip of my Dad's, when we were out catfishing when I was maybe 7. We hadn't brought anything else with us to drink and I knew my Mom would give me what-for for drinking river water. First beer by my ownsome probably a Mickey's Big Mouth.