I'm 58, graduated HS in 1973 and went on wheat harvest that summer but actually it was a beer tour of the central US plains... From TX to KS, Coors was the crew favorite and readily available. Upon entering Nebraska, Coors was no longer available so we began to sample other brews. In the mix was PBR, Hamms, and Olympia, usually chosen by price. When we were way out in western NE, one of the bosses went over to Julesberg CO and brought back some Coors for the crew. I personally began to like Oly so stuck with that.
Worst beer experience was being brought beer by the last farmer we worked for in North Dakota, in an area now known for the Bakken oil formation. Back then, things were not quite so flush but that was a good year for wheat prices due to a big sale to the Russians. The farmer, a first generation Norwegian or Swede that had the first nickel he ever made, sprung for beer as we cleaned the combines to return to KS. He brought out Brown Derby, the nastiest thing ever canned and called beer. We drank it to be polite, though, since the owner of the harvest crew wanted to cut wheat for the guy the next year.
Worst beer experience was being brought beer by the last farmer we worked for in North Dakota, in an area now known for the Bakken oil formation. Back then, things were not quite so flush but that was a good year for wheat prices due to a big sale to the Russians. The farmer, a first generation Norwegian or Swede that had the first nickel he ever made, sprung for beer as we cleaned the combines to return to KS. He brought out Brown Derby, the nastiest thing ever canned and called beer. We drank it to be polite, though, since the owner of the harvest crew wanted to cut wheat for the guy the next year.