During the summer of 2005, I was vacationing in Alaska. On my way back from Denali National Park, I passed through Wasilla, Alaska. Those who know me well know of my passion for microbrews and of my ability to find brew pubs in strange towns. It so happens that on this day, my hops sense started to tingle and I knew that I was close to refreshment.
Just off the main highway, I found the Great Bear Beer Company. I sat at the bar with several new found friends. One old sourdough, who looked almost exactly like Grizzly Adams, sat next to me thumbing through the local paper, the Mat-Su Valley Frontiersman. I was somewhat amazed to be sitting next to Grizzly. I was in the Great Bear so who else would I expect to meet there. The only thing missing was the big bear named Ben. Grizzly grumbled about the various idiotic stories in the local paper and before long I realized that Grizzly must definitely be a Libertarian.
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