[SuziQ]

I remember when I was little Mississippi was a "dry" state. Folks use to "score" a pint from the local taxi cab driver.

There was a little grocery store around the corner fromour house when I was growing up, in MS, in the late 50s and early 60s. We apparently had an 'account' with the store, because Mama would send us down there, from time to time, to pick up an order, and we never paid directly. I do remember one Christmas, however, when Mama sent us down to pick up an order she'd called in, and in the box of stuff was a quart jar of golden liquid. She never said what it was, but I'm guessing it was special liquid corn, since that Christmas night was the only time I ever saw my Daddy anywhere NEAR tipsy. ;o)

[mstar]

We apparently had an 'account' with the store, because Mama would send us down there, from time to time, to pick up an order, and we never paid directly

You are sparkin some memories there, remember the grocery store "accounts" well. When I would visit the folks back home, walking up to the grocery store was considered daily prime-time entertainment. Summer nighttime "play-outs" with the neighborhood kids until 9 p.m. was a natural part of life. The "picture show" was a once a week expected activity. For big purchases you went "to town", which was the larger town nearby. Loved those days! Simple is best.

a quart jar of golden liquid. She never said what it was, but I'm guessing it was special liquid corn

Prob was. I remember my father in casual conversation talking about corn liqueur like it was ice tea.

Good memories of Mississippi. :)

[WKB]

We didn’t run a store exactly but my daddy and brother sold a lot of moonshine back in the day. That was how I earned my allowance during high school, helping with the family business.
In 1971 my brother spent 6 months in the Fed Pen in Springfield Mo. That was the end of the family business.