I'll have a Genesee  Cream Ale please

It was December 18, 1972.

My best friend Mike McCartan, myself, and another friend Jack, decide to go on a hunting trip to Naples, in my bright, red white and blue van, with a white star on the front.  It was a very rare 1963 Corban.  I wish I still had it.

We brought plenty of beer for all of us for the trip in the van, but we were hungry and thirsty almost arriving into the town of Naples.

We pulled into a bar/restaurant, went in and sat at a table, ready to be served.

The legal drinking age at this time was 18.

Jack and I were both 17 years old, and Mike was the oldest, as he had turned 18, the day before on the 17th.

The waitress asked us boys if we wanted something to drink, and we all replied, I'll have a Genesee  Cream Ale.

The waitress then looked at Mike and said, "do you have an id?”

Mike replied, "I just turned 18 yesterday, and I haven't had a chance to get my id yet."

She said, "I'm sorry, I cannot serve you without an id, would you like something else?"

Mike said, "I guess I'll have a coke then."

She then went and got 2 cream ale's for Jack and I, and Mike ended up with a coke.

PS.  There is so much more to this particular hunting trip that is untold in this story.