Posted 2 years ago
I grew up in New Orleans, where, every Sunday night on the way home, we'd pass the Falstaff Brewery.
You couldn't miss it.
It was topped by a 21-story-tall neon sign that spelled out the name as a way of forecasting the weather.
If the letters lit in order, the temperature was dropping.
If they lit from the bottom up, it was getting warmer.
There was a large globe atop the sign.
If that globe was lit up green, the weather would be fair.
Red meant it would be cloudy and flashing red meant rain was coming.
We couldn't wait for it to come into view so we could try to be the first one in the car to correctly tell Daddy the forecast.
One night, when I was 8 or 9 years old, Daddy came home from work and asked, "Do you want to see something cool?"
Of course I said "Yes."
He went out to the car and came back inside through the back door, carrying something under his jacket.
He said "Don't tell your Mother." Then he pulled out this sign!
Plugging it in next to the toaster, he told me to wait a minute while it warms up.
It had that great Falstaff logo in front of a 10-inch-tall, 3-dimensional glass of beer with actual liquid in it!
I thought it was pretty cool already, but when it heated up a little, bubbles slowly began to rise from the bottom of the glass.
It looked like a real beer glass with the carbonation fizzing out of it, making endless streams of sparkling bubbles!
It was the coolest thing I'd ever seen!