Miller High Life turns 100

The beer I grew up around just turned 100 years of age. Miller High Life is what my dad drank in Wyoming. After finishing a case, it was traditional to take all the clear empties back to the store to reclaim the deposit. The uniquely shaped bottles still carry the signature shape, though I imagine sales of cans has far outweighed bottles lately.

My dad started drinking micro brews after moving to Washington, though he insists Miller High Life was better when he drank it back in the day. No one else seems to think so.

I have no affinity for the beer, or its previous or current owners, but I’m quite impressed that they could make a product that has stayed the same for so long. That’s quite a feat.

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