Harry Hosterman, lived in Cedar County, in Spout Spring Hollow, nearest post office Dunnegan.
He was such an observant Christian his church didn’t allow a piano, much less guitars, dobros, banjos and fiddles.
And for him to show a little boy like I was then a bottle of liquor store purchased straight unwatered booze, meant that Christ was watching, and there wasn’t any thing to be embarrassed about.
Our Christian Church was a tiny bit more liberal, than Harry’s Church of Christ.
We played and sang Louvin Brothers morality songs, like this one:
THE PRICE OF THE BOTTLE
Strangely, my folks kept an unopened pint of bourbon in the shelf, a 1947 wedding present, I was told.
If we had a bad enough cough, then we could use it as medicine.
I poured it out when my mother moved to town in 2001. She didn’t want to tempt the new cleaning lady with it.
For Harry Hosterman to recommend Everclear for cleaning pipes, would have required a papal dispensation had we been Catholic.