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Steven Coulson
Steven has been drinking beers, wines and spirits for decades and has a propensity to go about them at length after a few drinks.
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A Toast to the Memories: Remembering a Beloved Bar Regular
In the corner of my favorite dive bar, an elderly couple quickly became fixtures in the nightly scene—each nursing a routine of six Miller Lite bottles a day. Meeting them a few years back, I learned that they were both in their early to mid-60s, with an endearing quirk: they never sat next to each other at the bar. Despite their physical distance, their bond was evident—a testament to decades of shared life.
I’ll admit, I often envied their apparent ease with alcohol. The woman had a grumpy demeanor that transformed into animated enthusiasm when the topic turned to her passion for growing tomatoes. The man, though more reserved, shared moments of camaraderie with fellow patrons, particularly older gentlemen who frequented the bar.
Before befriending them, I was mostly unaware of the nuances between beer servings. My nights often revolved around 16-ounce glasses, with a mix of craft beers thrown into the mix. But having observed the couple’s preference for the lighter, 12-ounce bottles, I began to rethink my own drinking habits. Inspired by their example, I made the switch, now opting for light beer bottles 90% of the time. This change allowed me to enjoy four to five smaller servings instead of the heftier pints, ultimately supporting my goal to cut back on alcohol consumption.
Sadly, I was hoping for this couple to celebrate many more years together, reminiscent of legends like Agnes Fenton, who famously enjoyed her Miller High Life well into her 100s.
Then came that fateful day when the couple faced a sudden change; they were banned from the bar. Rumor had it that an argument involving the tomato enthusiast led to this unexpected outcome. As I frequented the bar less during that phase, I missed the full story behind their exit.
Tragically, a few months later, I received the heartbreaking news that the man had suffered a brain stroke and subsequently passed away.
With this tribute, I want to honor the life of someone who, through their simple yet impactful routine, may have indirectly helped me extend my own life by five years.
Thank you for taking the time to remember this couple with me. Here’s to the lessons learned and the memories made at the bar.