Peeing in the Root Beer

Peeing in the Root Beer · Summer 1972 My Hardman grandparents lived on the outskirts of Oshkosh, WI, on highway 41. To get to their house, we had to drive past an A&W root beer stand. Often if we were headed out to visit, we would stop and pick up a gallon of root beer. One day when we were visiting, someone left the half-full gallon of root beer at ground level. (As the oldest grandchild, I was the only reason for... [read full story]