I Began with a Bottle of Old Forester
I began with a bottle of Old Forester. The year: 1944. The Place: Great Falls, Montana. My dad’s inclination: savoring good bourbon. An Army Air Corps pilot Ralph Holbrook was […]
I began with a bottle of Old Forester. The year: 1944. The Place: Great Falls, Montana. My dad’s inclination: savoring good bourbon. An Army Air Corps pilot Ralph Holbrook was […]