Finding My Bubbles Day 2: Union Made Beer.🍺 The summer of 1996, I worked as junior staff at a summer camp in northeast Washington State. Another staff member wrote a clever song about union-made beer. It was an ode to beer that a college student could afford (think Coors, Budweiser, Miller, etc.). As I write this, I am camping in North Idaho, remembering an old friend & a wonderful time, making new memories with my family, and drinking a mass-produced (probably union-made) beer. Bubbles! The crisp, cold, and familiar in a new context.