My sister brought me a couple of bottles of your rootbeer on Thanksgiving
in 2002 because she knew that I worked as an inside counter boy
at the Jo-Lee Frostop Drive-In in Beaver Dam, WI back in 1964. It
was my first real job. I got paid 95¢ an hour and I could have
all the rootbeer I wanted. I had a heck of a time making the giant
25¢ ice cream cones. I just couldn't get them to come out straight;
they looked like the leaning tower of Pisa and the car hops had
to really run to get them to the cars before they fell over.