"You don't drink, do you?" Grandma Eckman asked me
during one of our conversations.
It was December
1983, and I was in my sophomore year at Wittenberg University, who had just
turned 19, enjoying a 10-day Christmastime visit with my family.
Although it was
afternoon, Grandma was in her nightgown and robe, but sitting in one of the
very warm lounges of the senior residence where she had been living for over a
decade. She was 86 years old.
I laughed—for a
couple of reasons. First, as an independent student attending a private
university, I could not afford to eat regularly. From the beginning of the
quarter in September to my visit in December, I had lost more than 10 pounds,
and I was thin to begin with. (I gained seven or so back during those 10 days
of non-stop holiday eating.) If I didn’t have enough money to eat three meals a
day, I definitely didn’t have enough money to purchase alcohol. Second, I was
not a moocher. My pride and sense of reciprocity forbade me from drinking
others’ alcohol without providing some of my own. Third, aside from a sip of
beer or a cocktail when I was a child, I had really never acquired the taste of
alcohol. And fourth, I was a little bit afraid of letting myself go in that
manner.
“Nope,” I
answered, “but I know why you asked.”
During the
summer, Ohio had changed its minimum legal drinking age from 18 to 21. The
previous Ohio law was that adults from 18 to 21 could drink 3.2% beer. Any
higher percentage alcoholic beverage, such as wine, any of the hard liquors
(whiskey, vodka, gin, rum, etc.) and even 7% alcohol beer was illegal until a
person reached 21.
But the new law stated
that any alcohol could not be legally purchased or consumed until a person
became age 21.
“You know,”
Grandma Eckman continued, “I know a little about alcohol laws myself.”
“Really?”
“I did live
through Prohibition!” she said emphatically, almost as if she could not believe
I didn’t know this. “It was a tough time for a lot of people, and even I liked
a drink every now and then.”
I looked at her
intently, to confirm that I was listening.
“All this
regulation,” she concluded, “I just don’t like it.”
My great-grandmother
was a grown woman when the 18th Amendment was passed in 1919. For
fourteen years, it crated derision, division and increased crime in the
country. Then it was repealed in December 1933, via the 21st
Amendment.
During
Prohibition, she was one of the many who continued to imbibe, even make her
own, putting herself and her family at risk. She was very sensitive to laws
regulating alcohol usage.
However, in more
recent times, the country was experiencing some unpleasant changes,
particularly as a result of response to the passage of the 26th
Amendment in July 1971. This Amendment lowered the legal voting age from 21 to
18. Between 1970 and 1975, 29 states also lowered the Minimum Legal Drinking
Age (MLDA) from 21 to 18, 19 or 20. The nearly universal thought was that if a
person was adult enough to vote at age 18, s/he was adult enough to manage
alcohol usage.
Unfortunately, these
changes were soon followed by studies showing an increase in motor vehicle
fatalities, mostly attributable to the lower MLDA.
In 1980, Candy Lightner and Cindy Lamb began to
speak out. Lightner founded MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) after her
daughter Cari was killed by a repeat drunk driving offender. Lamb’s daughter
Laura became the nation’s youngest quadriplegic at the hands of a drunk driver.
The women’s goal was to save lives, and they pursued their objective by
following the evidence.
MADD demanded state legislatures pass stricter drunk driving
laws. In March 1983 Ohio passed its own stricter drunk driving law. However,
those with grave concerns about youth drinking continued to push at the federal
level. As drinking and driving laws are state laws, the federal government
needed to be more creative about how to protect individuals from drinking and
driving. In 1984, Senator Frank Lautenberg introduced the National Minimum
Legal Drinking Act, which required all states to enforce a minimum legal
drinking age of 21 or else risk losing 10% of all federal highway construction
funds. This bill was quickly passed by both houses of Congress and signed by
then-President Ronald Reagan on July 17, 1984.
As the act controlled the distribution of anywhere from $8
to $99 million in federal transportation funds, depending on the size of the
state, for all intents and purposes the act mandated a minimum legal drinking
age of 21. Over the next several years, the states became compliant. By
mid-1988, all fifty states and Washington, DC were in compliance, with South
Dakota and Wyoming as the final two states to comply.
But this was
December 1983, and the Ohio law was already in effect.
“Well, Grandma,”
I said, “I feel a kind of disappointment in the law. As you know, when I turned
18, I could drink three-two beer, and now to have that right taken away is
disappointing. At the same time, I don’t drink any kind of alcohol, so it
doesn’t officially affect me. It’s a weird sort of feeling.”
“Like betrayal?”
she asked.
“More like
sadness,” I answered, “and maybe not the way you’re thinking. Sadness in that
some of my peers have behaved so foolishly that this has to be.”
Grandma Eckman
looked at me, and I could see that her mind was considering what I just shared.
“It’s about
responsibility,” I continued. “As much as I hate the idea of the government
drawing up these kinds of parental-like laws, what else can it do when the
people indicate so strongly that they need them?”
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