A little bootlegger in a big bootlegging world
My grandfather was, shall we say, was a “distributor” of alcohol during the days of Prohibition. I didn’t learn of this until my father, dying of congestive heart failure, told me the story one day, as we sat together in his room. They lived over on the east side of Dayton, off Fifth Street. My […]
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