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Off Duty · Bob Greene

Every Kid at Camp Knew the Root Beer Had a Liiiittle Bit of Alcohol in It

Bob Greene waited half a century to settle the rumor the older campers passed down at Camp Golden Eagle. The chairman of A&W settled it in one sentence. Money has rumors like that too, and the fix is the same: call the person who actually knows.

By Sean Anees Saifi · Capital Wealth · Published Friday, September 4, 2026 · Source: The Wall Street Journal, September 4, 2026 edition
Key Points
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alcohol in A&W root beer, ever, per the chairman
70
years for the Indianola, Iowa, stand; the owner did not know either
1985
the year Camp Golden Eagle closed
49.5%
Polymarket odds of a September hike, from 58% on Sept. 1
A frosted glass mug of root beer with a thick foamy head sits on the counter of a roadside stand at dusk, pines behind it.
Bazner grew up on the same rumor in Michigan in the ’50s and ’60s: ‘I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve heard people say that.’
In one line: A half-century rumor about root beer, settled by one phone call to the person who actually knew — which is also how you settle the office’s rumors about money.

As the 1950s wore into the 1960s, Bob Greene went to a boys’ camp in Wisconsin’s North Woods — Camp Golden Eagle, in Woodruff — and did the usual things: baseball, archery, canoeing, swimming. But the part of camp that most piqued the boys’ wide-eyed interest wasn’t on the campgrounds at all. Through the forest, out on Highway 51, was an A&W root beer stand. Not today’s full-menu restaurant; root beer only, made fresh on the premises. And the older campers passed a secret down to the younger ones every summer, always in the same stretched-out whisper. The root beer had a ‘liiiittle bit of alcohol’ in it.

Forbidden fruit. The boys would sneak through the trees to the highway, buy root beer in quart-size waxy paper containers shaped like traffic cones, gulp it down and sneak back into camp convinced they were tipsy. In retrospect, Greene writes on the Journal’s op-ed page, it was absurd. Yet all summer they believed it — maybe it was the ‘beer’ in ‘root beer’ — and for more than half a century afterward, every time he saw an A&W sign, he heard the phrase.

The phone call

This summer Greene read in the Indianola, Iowa, Independent Advocate that the town’s A&W was celebrating its 70th anniversary. The owner, James McConnell, the fourth McConnell to run the place, didn’t have the answer either. So Greene called A&W Restaurants’ headquarters in Lexington, Ky., reached the chairman, Kevin Bazner, 71, and started blathering on about Camp Golden Eagle and the stand on Highway 51. Bazner laughed and said instantly: ‘Your memory is correct.’

Not the alcohol part. There has never been alcohol in A&W. But the rumor, Bazner said, was absolutely rampant nationwide among young A&W drinkers, himself included, growing up in Michigan in the ’50s and ’60s. ‘Freshly made A&W, in those glass mugs, had a foamy head, like draft beer.’ The company never promoted the story; before social media it simply passed person to person, a whispered and false secret. ‘I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve heard people say that.’ And the A and the W? ‘A&W was named for our founders, Roy Allen and Frank Wright.’ Sixty years of mystery, one phone call, settled before lunch.

The office has a few of these

Money has foamy heads too. Every workplace carries a set of sure things that everyone knows because someone older said so in the break room: Social Security is going away. You need a number that ends in ‘million.’ The market always comes back within a year. Your pension is safe. You can’t touch the 401(k). Some of those are true. Some are the ‘beer’ in ‘root beer,’ a word doing the work of a fact. Which is which matters less than this: the difference between a rumor and a fact was never going to be settled by another camper. It takes a call to the person who actually knows, and the call is shorter than you think. Bazner needed one sentence.

We watched the grown-up version this week. On Sept. 1 the whole market knew the Fed was hiking in September — the odds sat at 58% after Chairman Kevin Warsh’s Jackson Hole speech, and everyone repeated it to everyone. Three sessions later one governor, Christopher Waller, said he would be inclined to hold if the August inflation data cooperate, and the odds were a coin flip by the close. Stocks and bonds rallied together. The thing everyone knew was a foamy head, and the signals suggest the true answer is still two inflation reports away, which is precisely why a plan should not be built on what the break room knows.

Camp Golden Eagle closed in 1985. Last summer a group of old campers went back to Woodruff for a reunion, and Greene found the video: grandfatherly men, several at a picnic table, laughing merrily in the middle of some sort of imbibing competition. They are chugging cans of A&W. Summer is entering its final laps, and this is the stretch of the year when the question you have been carrying around since June is worth fifteen minutes. You don’t wait for the first September rain to find out where the umbrella went. Bring the statement, ask the thing you heard from someone older, and let the person who actually knows laugh and tell you whether your memory is correct.

What It Means For Your Portfolio

Hold — settle the rumor with a phone call, not another camper

The most expensive financial beliefs are the ones nobody has checked because everybody agrees. Write down the three money ‘facts’ you picked up from someone older — about Social Security, the pension, the market’s bounce-back, the 401(k) — and find out which ones have a foamy head. Most households have at least one that has been steering real decisions for a decade.

General planning principles, not advice for anyone in particular: Social Security’s trustees publish a depletion date and a payable percentage, and a plan should use those numbers rather than the break-room version (the desk walked through both in No. 164); a 401(k) is more reachable than the rumor says, with rules that matter; and ‘the market always comes back in a year’ is a story about averages told to people who live in particulars. Sequence-of-returns risk is the grown-up name for the difference.

The book is positioned for a market that just learned its sure thing was not sure. The house read is neutral, tilting risk-on, confidence medium. Cash stays in floating-rate paper, the iShares 0-3 Month Treasury Bond ETF (SGOV) and the WisdomTree Floating Rate Treasury Fund (USFR), which does not need to guess the September meeting right; and the diversifier added Sept. 1, the Invesco S&P 500 Equal Weight ETF (RSP), is there precisely because the desk does not know which rumor the market believes next.

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