The fellow in this photograph is none other than Popcorn Sutton, probably the most famous and flagrant moonshiner around these parts. Though Tennessee was his home, he lived just close enough that we claim him, too.
It's only been within the last five years that our county legally sold alcohol. If I wanted a glass of wine, I'd have to drive a minimum of a half hour to get it.
My thoughts exactly, Popcorn!
So the locals were ingenious. People became modern day moonshiners. Certain garages around town held makeshift beer stores. For an inflated fee, it was possible to get cases of cheap American beer and worse wine. Liquor, well it was still made Popcorn's way. As you can imagine, the sheriff's office was none to happy about legal liquor. Why let the state get the tax revenue when it could all come under the table?
Like I said, customs changing, ways of life dying out. Now beer-making is an artform and liquor comes from the ABC store. And I am so happy I can pick up a bottle of Malbec at the grocery store.
What's your favorite beverage? Ever tried good old Mountain Dew (and I don't mean the kind made by Pepsi-Co.)?