And growing up in Cheektowaga, they had to have Polka Bands at the beer tent.
When my dad went to visit the pastor house to schedule my bother's christening (1968), he came back drunk about four hours later, with my mom yelling at him. The priest broke out Chivas Regal and Cuban cigars. He said that for people to give more money yu had to give them something for it, beer, a band, and a car raffle.