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I remember wine from my younger days, days gone by. My Dad made his own wine and when I was really young I would stomp on the grapes.  When I was older I helped turn the handles of the wooden press watching the juice rush out between the slats. Dad would pour another box of grapes into the press bucket and we would turn the handle again and again squeezing all the juice from the grapes.  Dad bought whiskey barrels to keep his wine in and kept the barrels in a cellar with a dirt floor in each house we owned. The last time we made wine I recall Dad adding lots of what I thought was brandy to it.  Then we would wait. As a young girl I would sneak down into the wine cellar, smell that musty odor, and get the glass that sat on the wooden rail that supported the barrels.  I would open the pour spout and get a few drips of wine.  I loved the smell. I would roll that few drops of fermenting grape juice on my tongue. Over the years I have saved some bottles of old wine; I just liked looking a

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