Being an alcoholic in old-time Phoenix


Something that I've come to realize as I learn more about old-time Phoenix, is how common drinking and smoking was. And it certainly wasn't just Phoenix, the amount of alcohol and tobacco people consumed seems amazing to my modern eyes. Today I'm trying to figure out what would qualify you as an alcoholic in old-time Phoenix.

I was watching a documentary last night, and a celebrity was being interviewed and asked about his alcoholism. Then the interviewer asked a question that really caught my attention - how much? This was in the '70s, when alcohol still flowed much freer than it does nowadays, and the answer was, "three pints of gin a day". I went and Googled that amount to picture it better in my mind, and it's a quart-and-a-half of hard liquor every day. It blew my mind!

As I was listening to the interview I considered that this was a full-grown man, about my height and weight, and the thought of my drinking a quart-and-a-half of gin in any given 24-hour period hardly seems possible, and I certainly wouldn't be able to function. Apparently it just kinda slowed him down a bit, and worried his friends.

Sometimes I think of the men of my dad's generation, who could have a four-martini lunch, and then go win World War II. Or the men of the civil war, who apparently always carried a flask of whiskey.

If I time-traveled back to old-time Phoenix, even as recently as the 1970s, I would probably imagine that just about everyone was an alcoholic. Yes, of course there would be non-drinkers, but they would be as rare as non-smokers. And if I bought a friend a bottle of whiskey for Christmas I wouldn't be surprised to find it gone by January.

By the way, in case you're wondering, two shots of whiskey (about four ounces) will have me smiling stupidly, and not even thinking about driving, after four shots I'll start talking about old girlfriends, and anything after that will require you to carry me to bed.

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