
Tom Gardenhire
From Lakeside (City Employee)
I have to admit, I don’t remember much. I was 15. There was a lot of Pabst Blue Ribbon involved. As big as I was, I think I had to drink about four before I felt any effects. If I drank the amount today that got me drunk then, it wouldn’t do shit to me.

Shelly Brown
From Bankers Hill (Programming Assistant)
My first time getting drunk was when I was 17. I was visiting my brother at UCSB, with my best friends. He took care of me. And then he slept with my best friend. I think she had had a lot to drink as well.

John Luttrell
From Poway (Construction)
I was around 14 years old, and I hung out with an older crowd. We had some homemade apple cider with Everclear in it and cinnamon. It was 190 proof. I basically fell victim to peer pressure. I was in charge of getting rid of the bottle it was in, and I broke it. And, I didn’t wake up where I went to bed.

Louise Simon
From El Cajon (Rentals)
It was a long time ago. I was 15 or 16. And I’m 65 now. My boyfriend was trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me. He was a few years older. He had all kinds of women, but I thought he was wonderful. I probably had three beers. He’d call me “Three Beer Charlie” because I would drink one, spill one, and leave one. He ended up joining the Navy, and I married him. There was one time I drank so much, I had to go to the bathroom behind the car, and the break wasn’t on and it started to roll backwards.

Jamie Murrell
From Lemon Grove (County Employee)
I was 15, and it was my mom’s alcohol. I’m 48 now, so that was a while ago. I took her grape Concord, which is horrible. I got caught when the school broke into my locker and found it. They suspended me for five days, from Wilson Junior High over on 40th. I wasn’t drunk at school, though.

Josh Zollinger
From Skyline (Custom Homes)
It was the week that started Christmas break in tenth grade at Madison High School in Clairemont. I was drunk and had two 40s of Old English 800. It’s horrible, horrible beer. I was outside a Mexican restaurant, and two cops were there getting snow cones. I thought they were there to arrest me, and I was talking really loud. They heard me and arrested me for underage drinking. I got grounded for a month.