In the late 1950's the Milwaukee Braves won the world series and all of the bars (there were many, about 3 to every grocery store), set cases of free beer outside of their bars for a massive party. They loved their Braves.
In 1972 I had just graduated from high school and turned 18 in April. A friend of mine who had relatives in a little town called Cedarburg which was 15 miles north of Milwaukee was going to spend the summer out there and work in a machine shop and play some American Legion Baseball.
I decided to go with him and we hitchhiked from LA to Milwaukee. A guy picked us up outside Denver and we had a great time stopping at pubs along the way. This guy knew that if you lived back there you had to drive all the way to Kansas City to get some Coors beer (Colorado Kool Ade) which was very popular among college students and young drinkers in those days.
He had 15 cases of Coors long neck bottles stacked up in the back of his van. He gave us a ride from just outside Denver right to my friend’s aunts place in Cedarburg. We got there on a Saturday and met the baseball coach and on Monday we were both at a local machine shop drilling holes for $2.18 an hour.
We both had a great time and I met a couple people that are still close friends playing ball and working at that shop. That whole summer was all about working, playing center field and batting second for a pretty good American legion team and DRINKING OUR ASSES OFF.
Wisconsin had an 18 year old legal drinking age for 3.2 beer. After work we would stop off at a place called Shultzes Tavern. Ice cold pitchers of PBR for $0.65. Me and Steve were in hogs heaven. On Wednesday night, we would pile a bunch of guys into a 66 Buick 225 that looked like it had been hit by everything but lightning and go toa town about 60 miles north, Sheboygan for nickel a beer night.
They were grilling all kinds of brats and sausages out front that cost .20 a piece with sauerkraut and hot mustard beer was .40 for a huge pitcher and a nickel a beer. I don’t remember much about how we got back from that place but I do know that we met a few really fun Wisconsin girls over the summer and it was definitely one of the greatest summers of all time for a couple of LA boys in Wisconsin.
When girls found out we were from LA we were treated like rock stars. The Brewers had a guy named Ken Brett who was George Brett’s older brother. We knew hm from El Segundo Ca. where he was legendary. My buddy got a hold of hm through the club and we got free tickets for a few games and got into the clubhouse a few times and met some of the players.
The Brew Crew was a last place team but they were big leaguers and I was very impressed. I remember sitting around with Kenny Brett, George (Boomer) Scott and former AL Batting Champ Harvey Kuenn drinking beers and eating brats. I will never forget those days.
The Bucks had drafted Kareem Abdul Jabbar from UCLA and the town who had always been basketball crazy because of Marquette University and Al McGuire had a championship caliber NBA team. Those were great days in Milwaukee and my friend Steve and I had a great summer. I love Milwaukee, especially the people who were as salt of the earth American as it gets.