It was a typical Kellogg kegger. Huge cups. Foamy beer. Bonfire. And, an early start. Memory tells me we had that keg tapped about one in the afternoon. What's more, a person from elsewhere would have thought we all hadn't seen each other for ten years, even though most of us saw each other the week before. Beer. Hugs. Stories about the Univ. of Idaho, NIC, Whitman, the Smelter, the Zinc Plant, the woods: whatever school we were attending. Laughs. Loud, loud laughs. A couple of hours in, a couple sheriff cars arrived. I'll have to look at the footage again sometime to see if two or three officers came. The drinking age then was nineteen. Most of us were drinking legally. The underaged kids snuck into the bushes. The sheriffs barely left their vehicles. They got out, sniffed the air a bit, and enjoyed Vesta and some of the other Pinehurst girls flirting with them -- Raymond Pert/Kellogg Bloggin'.
Question: Did you ever attend a kegger as an under-aged kid?
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about one in the afternoon. What's more, a person from elsewhere would have thought we all hadn't seen each other for ten years, even though most of us saw each other the week before. Beer. Hugs. Stories about the Univ. of Idaho, NIC, Whitman, the Smelter, the Zinc Plant, the woods: whatever school we were attending. Laughs. Loud, loud laughs. A couple of hours in, a couple sheriff cars arrived. I'll have to look at the footage again sometime to see if two or three officers came. The drinking age then was nineteen. Most of us were drinking legally. The underaged kids snuck into the bushes. The sheriffs barely left their vehicles. They got out, sniffed the air a bit, and enjoyed Vesta and some of the other Pinehurst girls flirting with them -- Raymond Pert/Kellogg Bloggin'.
