While looking thru my high school yearbook last night I looked at the teacher pages remembering which teachers I actually had. After the teacher pages there was one general staff page: custodians and such. There were about 5 guys sitting at a table and 2 of them had Budweiser cans in their hands. WOW.
Having grown up in St. Louis many people identified where they lived by what Parish they lived in. During the Summer we would often visit Parish picnics on the weekends. Our St. James the Greater picnic was every Memorial Day. Plenty of rides, bingo, poker, pull tabs, and beer flowing. We often were served even though we were minors. One year we went up on Memorial Day after the picnic was over to play basketball. The Budweiser beer truck that they actually poured draft beers from was still parked on the court. We checked the tappers and one of them was still active. How liable would the church be if a few teenagers ended up getting into trouble or even in an accident after drinking FREE beer?
Those were crazy days. The days that cigarette smoke poured out of teacher lounges and it appears there was even alcohol on campus.
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6 comments:
nice blog. thanks
I got drunk for the first time at St. James picnic, at about 12 years old! Oh the shame...
My high school had the smoky teacher's lounge and big barrels of sand outside for the student smoking patio. Of course, I lived in tobacco country.
No problem jeff p. Thanks for stopping by.
At 12? Why didn't you ask me to go with you?
Reply to pigs: We didn't have any student smoking areas.
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