Way back when ('78-'79) I was a freshman at a small liberal arts college (since defunct) in southern Maine. We would make Thursday afternoon runs to the state store in NH for booze. 1) It was cheaper than in Maine and 2) The legal drinking age in NH was 18, while it was 21 in Maine. We had a friend with a massive Chevy Suburban and we would load that bad boy up, and turn a small profit from which we would purchase, um, uh, real estate. Yeah, that's it, real estate.