Matthew

“Liza hated alcoholic liquors with an iron zeal. Drinking alcohol in any form she regarded as a crime against a properly outraged deity. Not only would she not touch it herself, but she resisted its enjoyment by anyone else. The result, naturally, was that her husband Samuel and all her children had a good lusty love for a drink.
Once when he was very ill Samuel asked, "Liza, couldn't I have a glass of whisky to ease me?"
She set her little hard chin. "Would you go to the throne of God with liquor on your breath? You would not!" she said.
Samuel rolled over on his side and went about his illness without ease.
When Liza was about seventy her elimination slowed up and the doctor told her to take a tablespoon of port wine for medicine. She forced down the first spoonful, making a crooked face, but it was not so bad. And from that moment she never drew a completely sober breath. She always took the wine in a tablespoon, it was always medicine, but after a time she was doing over a quart a day and she was a much more relaxed and happy woman.”
― john steinbeck, East of Eden