Once upon a time ... I was on the West Coast (crashing in Berekely and tourning a bit in San Francisco) and then it came time to return to the East Coast. The year was about 1971 and I choose to hitchhike from West to East. There were several stops and adventures on this trip one of which was in Nebraska. I was on that stretch of the journey in a little Volkswagan Bug. The driver and I were both bearded and scrufty and hippy looking. The car was filled with the driver's possessions and there was a dog, too. As we were driving east I was in the passenger seat drinking a canned beverage. Going west was a highway patrol policeman who say our vehicle and saw me drinking and the policeman turned himself around and stopped us. He was there to arrest or ticket me/us for drinking beer while driving (in most states it is not legal to have an open container of an alcohol beverage in the car). Well.. the officer had the driver step out and show licences and registration. Then the officer came to the part of having me step out and answer for my drinking. I was asked - What were you drinking? I answered - truthfully - Carot Joice! And I had the can to prove the truth of that ... and we went on our way!
NOTE: other adventures on this particular ride included... the original pickup after I slept overnight on the side of the road in Nevada (SUCH A CLEAR SKY!); gassing up one night with gasoline from the hoses of gas pumps because it was late and the stations were closed and we were riding on fumes, i.e. we were almost out of gas'; and finally after staying overnight in the Detroit home of the fellow who gave me a ride he drove me to the Windsor Bridge that goes from Detroit to Canada at which I was turned back and from where I continuied hitchhiking to Buffalo and then on to NYC - one leg of which included a ride in the unhitched cab of a tracker/trailor... and when I loaned the driver 20 bucks which I go back some months later!.
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