went to pick up dad at the airport after one of his trips.....
he had gone to his place of birth and while he was there
he was wined and dined and given a bottle of 75 year old
spirits.

he did open the bottle but saved most of the spirits for home 'use'
he carefully packed his carryon, boarded and made the flight home. when he appeared at the gate we took his carryon bags and proceeded to go to the parking structure. from behind i heard a thunk, pop and immediately the smell of 75 year old tequila filled the terminal......

my dad laughed it off, by brother died a little that day....and i tried to figure out a way to see if the drippings were of any value to me

my dad said the bottle survived 75 years to be able to christen
the TOM BRADLEY terminal @LAX...