In my younger mislead days I and many of my pals were familiar with this place. I dont know if it exists anymore but the building was there for many years before I was familiar with the inside. This is for all of those good ole boys who enjoyed this place. Pals and Happy Hours In a younger time and another day in the little town we knew, there was a place we sometimes went to enjoy a frigid brew. Its walls were drab and the floor was dirty but the “suds” were cold and wet, and to the thirsty on a sultry day it was the best that one could get. But years moved on and our lives changed and that little place of ours exists no longer … but brings back thoughts of some pals and happy hours. Doyle Still
Posted on: Sun, 06 Jul 2014 02:00:12 +0000
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