I grew up in a family that did drink alcohol but I never saw my parents have more than 1 or 2. I worked for my old man in the summers as a carpenter from about age 16 to 23, at about 18, after a long or hard day he would bring up two beers and we would enjoy them together. I was honored and thought he was proud of me. At about that same age I started drinking at my neighbors having bonfires. My folks didnt care as long as I wasnt driving and that I was responsible.