On the Eve of Prohibition in Boston: January 1920

“Let’s have something.”  Jake turns back from the bar, and pulls a quart of whisky from his pocket. “$10 . . .” he sighs.  “A full Hamilton, this one cost me.” You examine the label in the dim light.  It’s not even one of the better brands.  The bartender glances at the bottle of whisky, smiles,…Read more On the Eve of Prohibition in Boston: January 1920