Who can forget those heady days when Cleveland was a leading producer of suds — not soap, but beer? There was Carling’s Black Label, and the catchy phrase, “Hey Mabel, Black Label.” My wife worked for a time at the brewery, then located at 105th Street near Euclid Avenue. She never met Mabel, nor did any of the other workers, but they sure enjoyed the fringe benefits — a case of beer a week.
Jimmy Dudley, the affable voice of the Cleveland Indians, promoted many of our home-brewed beers. P.O.C., whose initials supposedly stood for the “Pride of Cleveland.” Also, it was derogatorily called other names as well which I shall not get into.
Dudley also sang the praises of “Erin Brew, the Standard Beer,” a Cleveland frothy favorite quaffed in large quantities by thirsty Indians fans on hot days at the old League Park and the Stadium.
Leisy Light had many fans as well. And other Cleveland brewed beers popped up from time to time, then gradually disappeaared from the scene — like the steel mills and the ore boats.
Let’s all raise our glasses high and toast the beers that made Cleveland famous!
– Walter Mack, North Carolina (formerly, Cleveland)