Dec. 5, 1933, a day that shall live in infamy — or it would, if that night wasn’t all fuzzy. On this fateful, glorious day, Prohibition, that daft experiment in national dryness, was repealed. Even though the world still chuckles at us Yanks for it — and who can blame them? — at least one staunch supporter of the grain arts is calling for Repeal Day to be nationally observed. (And cursed, when you wake up on the 6th with a splitting headache.)
I don’t know about you, but I shall celebrate my constitutional right to a pint by heading down the Sam Bond’s bluegrass jam this evening.