So a @WanderingWilbo walks into a bar in Mulliken Michigan.

It really is a roadhouse, a public house on south side of M-46, past
Grand Ledge and on way to Hastings. I dropped by for a Red Bull, but a
smart friendly farming type had a bottle of Miller High Life up on the
bar corner, and he was drinking it from a glass. So I let the blond
bartender waitress chef pop off a red cap for me. It's a fundraiser
for IAVA, so every cap means a dime towards a High Life experience for
a returning veteran. I have a veteran whose return I anticipate, my
nephew serving in Iraq, so I considered buying a round for the house.
Ten dollars would be enough to supply each man, farmers all watching
Vikings on HD Telly, wearing ball caps & still tip waitress well. I
stopped here Fall of 2005 and a woman had won 13 plush teddy bears
from a claw carnival game. She had lined them up along bar. Well the
game was gone and the bartender had just started three months ago.
Company in Woodland MI had stepped in as new owner, my Miller High
Life drinking friend explained. No one recalled the woman.