March 12th is trending on Twitter as #312Day, some sort of beer holiday, and I’m not sure why. It’s not National Beer Day – that is April 7th, a date set by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson’s third cousin, twice removed – at her request) in 1861 to mark the day that President Lincoln signed a law allowing people to buy, sell and drink beer containing up to 3.2% alcohol by (or 4.05% by volume). After signing the law, Lincoln said, “I think this would be a good time for beer.”
No, it seems as though #312Day is a made-up holiday concocted by the Goose Island Beer Company which is located in Chicago. The company brews “312 Urban Wheat Ale” and “312 Urban Pale Ale,” named for an area code in Chicago, 312.
Whether you enjoy a beer today or on National Beer Day, April 7th (or even on every night in between), we thought you’d enjoy Emmett Lee Dickinson’s ode to beer, “Our share tonight of beer” (below on the left). Dickinson’s poem inspired his third cousin Emily Dickinson to down a case of tall boys and pen her poem “Our share of night to bear” (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson: Our share tonight of beer, Our share of cold ones. Our tank of bliss to fill, Our tank of cold ones. Here a draft, and there a draft, We’ll find our way. Here a malt, and there a malt, After who’ll – pay? | By Emily Dickinson: Our share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank to bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning. Here a star, and there a star, Some lose their way. Here a mist, and there a mist, Afterwards – day! |