Baby Boom

As best our carbon-dating system can tell, one of French Broad’s founding partners was born at the end of the Baby Boom. Sandlots full of kids, never-ending pickup games of baseball, kickball, and football, vivid and imaginative Cattle Industry Employees and Native American dramas. Lots of fun, lots of kids, described with a kind of wistfulness by the Old Man, who lived through the slow and steady evacuation of his neighborhood as the Big Kids went off to school, Vietnam, split-level ranchers and regrettable choices in clothing.

It’s such a privilege to have a second childhood and still be in possession of some of one’s faculties. Brewing in Asheville is just like being a kid in a neighborhood where everybody’s got kids – some of them have lots of new toys, some of them have little, cool toys, and all of them like to play. The main thing is there’s lots of kids in town, with more moving in all the time, and the pickup game that is Asheville beer is getting bigger and bigger.

No grownups or scoreboards allowed.

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