You gotta love this story.
Voters in a Maine coastal town, one that has been bone dry since 1919, voted to allow the sales of beer and wine. Not liquor and not on Sundays, but it is a start for Friendship, Maine.
Years ago I was the best man in a wedding held in Texas. I am not sure how it is today, but I seem to recall that we had to drive into Arkansas to buy beer because we were staying in a dry county. I toasted the bride and groom with iced tea because the rehearsal dinner was in a dry county.
Years later I was the best man in another wedding. It was not in a dry county. That was better.
My name is Keith Michaud and this is “Letters From Away,” a blog written by a Mainer living outside the comfortable and sane confines of New England. The blog is intended for Mainers, whether they live in the Pine Tree State or beyond, and for anyone who has loved ’em, been baffled by ’em or both. Ayuh, I am “from away.” Worse still, I live on the Left Coast – in California. Enjoy! Or not. Your choice.
Letters From Away 