Shelter Island Reporter Letters to the Editor: Jan. 28- Feb. 4
To the Editor: More than 40 years ago, when I was in college, somehow I convinced my parents to allow me to invite a group of my college friends to our Shelter Island house for a weekend. Though we were conscientious, the drinking age at the time was 18 and we took advantage of it. One night we ran out of beer after Bohack’s had closed. What were we to do?? With no beer, the natives were guaranteed to get restless. Desperate, my friend John and I drove over to the Harbor Inn. I was 20 or so years old and had never been inside, knowing that its clientele was older and not “summer” people...
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