Stop in for a drink.

Guitars and harmonicas remind me when I was 16/17 years old. There were regular parties at "the Mile", a clearing 1 mile up a dirt road from the asphalt road on South Mountain. We burned a fire, sat around drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon, and folks that knew how (wish I did) played guitar and harmonica. I remember lots of Neil Young!!

Oh, the memories!