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The big hoofs of a half dozen draft horses.

The sight of those barrels surging forward, already a crowd whistling

and thirsty. They hadn't seen anything like it on the sidewalks since armistice day.

The beaming, smiling politician in the Derby hat is surrounded by the lights of New York City's Empire State Building.

And yet, it wasn't peace they were celebrating today. It was beer. Well, a form of it.

In St. Louis as the Clock Struck Midnight at Budweiser Brewery, well really Anheiser Bush Brewery, 25,000 were there ready. 1,500 trucks too were ready. 15 hundred trucks too were ready,

scattering orders of suds throughout the city.

A flight from Milwaukee was sent with barrels of beer to Washington DC for President Roosevelt.

Was he to drink it?

Maybe a little, more of a clear liquid fellow. But perhaps the apex of it all was in Baltimore, where opinionated

H.L. Mankin was at the rented hotel, deputized as a beer taster and thus allowed to consume the new beer of 1933

a little bit before America would. And who better? When he said,

it's good. It was like a papal blessing. All this occurring and

prohibition wasn't even over yet. Hello all Eric Rivenus with the most notorious podcast here. Each week I interview an author or

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