Puddle 1952 - M.C. Escher
something was always brewing with my Dad.
following his footsteps around the dance halls,
taverns and dank hotels, he delivered
the cold ones but never imbibed
he led me down the beer garden path
to local breweries like molsons
where I nearly fell in a four story vat
an original golden child of nine
Ninkasi of Sumeria couldn't have wished
for a more congenial delivery boy
rising in the wee small hours of winter mornings
to dispatch the suds on tap, bottled or canned.
except for the beer strike, the big smoke always had their beer.
James Calderwood Crawford
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My Dad's favorite opera star was Mario Lanza. I still have six original RCA 45's that are red in color and are recordings of Mario Lanza that belonged to my Dad. Enjoy.