Dad has been gone since 2013, but I still have a little bit from him that I broke out tonight for my B-Day.
Back in the '70s when we would go down to the Rio Grande Valley to see the grandparents every holiday, Dad and a few of the other males would make the short trip across the border to restock their liquor cabinets. When he passed I took over his cabinet, which was a locked wooden cabinet built by his father who was a carpenter. It was stored in the garage and so everything in it has been through around 45 years of seasonal temperature changes.
Tonight's libation is a bottle of Johnny Walker Black label. Including the 12 years of cask time it should be between 55 and 60 years old now. I pull it out every year or two and pour myself some. Tonight there is 1.5 fingers in a rocks glass that I got as a B-Day gift from my best friend Mark, who is also no longer with us.
So, here's to you Dad, and you Mark. I miss you both.
Back in the '70s when we would go down to the Rio Grande Valley to see the grandparents every holiday, Dad and a few of the other males would make the short trip across the border to restock their liquor cabinets. When he passed I took over his cabinet, which was a locked wooden cabinet built by his father who was a carpenter. It was stored in the garage and so everything in it has been through around 45 years of seasonal temperature changes.
Tonight's libation is a bottle of Johnny Walker Black label. Including the 12 years of cask time it should be between 55 and 60 years old now. I pull it out every year or two and pour myself some. Tonight there is 1.5 fingers in a rocks glass that I got as a B-Day gift from my best friend Mark, who is also no longer with us.
So, here's to you Dad, and you Mark. I miss you both.
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