was on November 3, 1977.
The way I have it figured, I had the wine for last night's dinner sometime around July 7, 1964. It slipped by rather fast, and in the same gulp I had tonight's share.
Some of us drank up our allotment early, and fast. If I live to be about 318 I can start again. Until then I'm still ahead of the game.
Seems to go for psychoactive drugs, too. Stayed away from the heavy stuff except for prescriptions, but have had several lifetimes worth of everything else.
Overall, a very good thing.
Arf