Beer Heals All Wounds

In light of the recent “Beer Summit” I told a story from my past that resulted in a similar settling of differences over beer. This one is posted to my articles section, and is itself called “Beer Heals All Wounds.” It’s about me, the cherry tree I climbed as a child, and a dispute with a stranger that resulted in a fist fight.

Many years ago, men frequently settled disputes with fisticuffs. That doesn’t happen nearly as often. I’m not saying we should have a Fight Club or anything, but maybe we should have a “Raise Your Voice and Bare Your Teeth” club; we are primates, after all.