Friday, October 30, 2026

Old times there are not forgotten

From the ages of four to six, I lived in North Wilkesboro, NC, where Old Paco was stationed as a revenooer. Wilkes County was then known as the moonshine capital of the world; in fact, the late, great Junior Johnson was from Wilkes County and it was there that he was arrested at his father's still. I recollect my father telling us not to mention to our friends what he did for a living, because it was a very tight little community and if you weren't making whiskey or drinking it, you were probably related to somebody who was doing one or the other or both.

Most of the old moonshining families eventually moved on to other pursuits, some legit, some not (e.g., marijuana cultivation largely replaced the whisky business, particularly as the price of sugar kept rising). But I was tickled to see that one old fellow is - or was - trying to keep the tradition alive: "North Wilkesboro man charged after explosion leads firefighters to active moonshine operation".

Junior Johnson was eventually pardoned by President Ronald Reagan. I confess that I hope the government will treat Billy Ray Anderson with leniency.

Billy Ray. Perfect.

7 comments:

  1. This is not quite in the same league as Billy Ray's endeavor, but it's a step in the right direction:

    https://www.scotusblog.com/2026/10/supreme-court-agrees-to-consider-federal-ban-on-home-distilleries/

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    1. PS: Welcome back!

      Did the jury decide you were guilty or innocent?

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    2. I don't rightly know. I got bored during the deliberations and snuck out and came home. Ain't no paper out on me in Brunswick County so I reckon I'm alright here for a little while.

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  2. My Italian relatives in America pretty much all used to make all kinds of booze.
    From 180-190 proof grappa to almond liquor and pretty much anything else they grew
    Their homemade vino was very strong, it mighta qualified as a liqueur.
    I never realized it was illegal.

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    1. You ought to think about building a distillery out there in the wilds of Kentucky.

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  3. my great grandmother was a moonshiner, the guys at the fire department and police station were some of her best customers... leave an empty bottle and a dollar on the porch and come back later for the bottle... she fed the spent mash to her very happy chickens!

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    1. I bet those were some fine-tasting chickens!

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