Publisher's Synopsis
Oklahoma had been a dry state for as long as Pat Jacobs had been alive. While the sale of beer was allowed, attempts through most of the 40's to legalize liquor always failed. It would not be until 1959 before prohibition would be repealed. The band was changing into their uniforms in a room off to the side of the stage at a little club in Sayer when Pat spied a couple of big wooden barrels laid on their side. He did not think much about it that first night. The next night he noticed a box filled with empty half pint bottles with labels ranging from low-end to top shelf premium whiskey lying next to the barrels. The waitresses were picking up these empty bottles and filling them up from a tap in the barrels, sealing them, and selling them as labeled. By the smell coming off the barrels they were full of cheap, Ten High rot gut whiskey. It did not take too long for nineteen-year-old Pat to realize that they were bootlegging and the band was playing in none other than a speakeasy.
