tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post1429326853134474049..comments2023-06-08T07:10:05.436-07:00Comments on When I Was Your Age--A memoir: Chapter Twenty: Rum and Coca ColaRosaria Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-21505747129703729172010-03-01T17:17:32.406-08:002010-03-01T17:17:32.406-08:00Love it.
Alcohol still has that effect on me.
It i...Love it.<br />Alcohol still has that effect on me.<br />It is something that rarely passes my lips.<br /><br />x Ribbonxxxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12600470311819511684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-59712836779531496452010-03-01T16:50:28.806-08:002010-03-01T16:50:28.806-08:00I never did drink much after that. The aftermath i...I never did drink much after that. The aftermath is scary!Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-36976354812309592552010-02-27T15:02:49.318-08:002010-02-27T15:02:49.318-08:00Another lovely slice of life from a more innocent ...Another lovely slice of life from a more innocent era. When are you publishing the book, lakeviewer? You must!Welshcakes Limoncellohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17209759237794290941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-40396495428786811182010-02-27T13:35:42.031-08:002010-02-27T13:35:42.031-08:00Fortunately, Rosaria, you survived to tell the sto...Fortunately, Rosaria, you survived to tell the story.potsochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09497735324298117643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-59371698679617318972010-02-27T04:03:46.573-08:002010-02-27T04:03:46.573-08:00I never did any of this at any age - have I missed...I never did any of this at any age - have I missed the boat now?! LOLJinksyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-47678677905521769222010-02-26T15:46:04.990-08:002010-02-26T15:46:04.990-08:00My first drinking experience was when I was 17. I...My first drinking experience was when I was 17. I spent the night at an older girlfriend's house. Her parents were gone and she had gotten hold of a fifth of whiskey. She told me to bring something to mix it with. I was pretty dumb: I brought rootbeer. (I worked at an A & W Rootbeer drive-in and could have all the Rootbeer I wanted for free.)<br />I was so sick the next day, I wanted to die. It was years and years before I could drink rootbeer again, and to this day, I still won't drink whiskey! lolAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03803472040500529682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-67820368209391806532010-02-26T10:54:28.566-08:002010-02-26T10:54:28.566-08:00This piece brings up my own memory of the first al...This piece brings up my own memory of the first alcoholic drink--a foamy Pink Lady--and an introduction into a world not of my own...thanks for sharing...we're having fun following you :)rjerdeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12453912819445395042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-80614569405735116282010-02-26T10:52:49.092-08:002010-02-26T10:52:49.092-08:00I have been very drunk, but never had a bad hangov...I have been very drunk, but never had a bad hangover. Ever. Lucky me. <br /><br />These posts of yours make me miss being young. Not the drinking ;), just the newness of life :).Unspokenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16065870952905767595noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-12855353876533295782010-02-26T09:43:38.480-08:002010-02-26T09:43:38.480-08:00Some of us were teachers; some still students, all...Some of us were teachers; some still students, all over twentyone. Yes, this and the rest of these pieces are all real. It is my way to record a time of life nobody in my family knows about, before husband came on the scene. I kept this pretty much buried for decades.<br /><br />Tabor, I appreciate you stopping by.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448988261434615576.post-39420711879157358812010-02-26T09:30:34.037-08:002010-02-26T09:30:34.037-08:00So I am guessing this is a real memory. Sounds so...So I am guessing this is a real memory. Sounds so much like girls looking for life while living in a convent...but you were teachers, no?Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.com