I graduated a year early from high school and my father reluctantly let me move out with two other girls. We shared an apartment near the college. I was 16, but would turn 17 in July.
There was a large park down by the riverside where students would hang out. It was right near the college. There were always many coolers of beer. We would go down there on the weekends. If you didn't have a beer, someone always seemed to offer you one. We drank Coors, Miller, Hamm's Beer. Whatever someone handed us.