"Robin Hood Cream Ale"
"Ye men of adventure, I am calling your name." Those were the words tattooed on my first can of Pittsburgh steel beer, drank in the Dirty South of Arkansas. And only enlisted Navy men and dockworkers should have tattoos, kids--in my dumb ass opinion.
It was Holland, Gibbs, and myself. I was fifteen. Collected beer cans back in the 70's. Found plenty of full ones in the Pittsburgh jungle. Years later, Holland said we should refrigerate it and drink it. We did.
Holland and myself split the pint. Gibbs just drank the froth; thus, his name from that moment on was always: Froth Man.
