I can’t remember the last time I had a soda, but I do remember the last time I had Big Red. Summer of 1992. Crystal and I were swimming in her backyard, enjoying summer vacation. Her mom always kept liters of Big Red stock piled. When I saw this bottle of Big Red floating around a galvanized ice bucket at the farmers market this morning, I had to have it just because. And then I had to save it just because.