Thinking Way Back to the First Drink
Jul. 3rd, 2001 12:17 amSeveral weeks ago, I didn't know what my earliest memory was. But somewhere around today I realized what it was. I was two years old, sitting on my dad's lap, taking sips of his beer, not surrepetitiously.
Memories like that, and my parents would be surprised to find out that I drink? Or hope I don't yet? They would also let me finish off their wine coolers when I was five or so. And then when I was 16 or so, we went to several wineries in Sonoma Valley and I sampled the wine along with them. Not to mention that I drink wine with them for special occasions, and not once have I been wasted off of one glass. Or even two. A little sleepy maybe. It was kind of strange the other day when my dad was talking about how his drinking habits have changed over the years, such as from hard liquor in his Navy years to mostly beer now, and he was talking like he just occasionally has a beer. Maybe, but I wouldn't define "occasionally" as "every day." Not that he's a big alcoholic or anything, but he still can't appear to anyone to be a teetotaler. He would probably not be thrilled to find out that I haven't waited until my 21st birthday to start drinking, but really, what else would one expect, given the way both my parents have treated alcohol throughout my life? Plus, they have taught me to be responsible about it.
Memories like that, and my parents would be surprised to find out that I drink? Or hope I don't yet? They would also let me finish off their wine coolers when I was five or so. And then when I was 16 or so, we went to several wineries in Sonoma Valley and I sampled the wine along with them. Not to mention that I drink wine with them for special occasions, and not once have I been wasted off of one glass. Or even two. A little sleepy maybe. It was kind of strange the other day when my dad was talking about how his drinking habits have changed over the years, such as from hard liquor in his Navy years to mostly beer now, and he was talking like he just occasionally has a beer. Maybe, but I wouldn't define "occasionally" as "every day." Not that he's a big alcoholic or anything, but he still can't appear to anyone to be a teetotaler. He would probably not be thrilled to find out that I haven't waited until my 21st birthday to start drinking, but really, what else would one expect, given the way both my parents have treated alcohol throughout my life? Plus, they have taught me to be responsible about it.