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Molson Brador was my go to in the late 80's early 90's when I was stationed in the Lakes. Drank that stuff on liberty from Sault Ste. Marie to Halifax and every canook town on the water in-between. If given the chance our cutter always tied up in Canada so the kids under 21 (myself included) could drink like real men.-WW
ps. This post gave me flashbacks, to drunk skiing at the amazing ski run in Cornwall called Big Ben. It looked like a ski run stuck on top of a sawdust pile at a lumber mill. Basically if you wanted to sum up the USCG in the 80's and 90's with one word it would be debauchery.
Last edited by Wetwork; 12-08-2021 at 11:18 AM..
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