As a kid and young teenager G&T was my dad's and neighborhood dad's summer drink of choice. I learned how to mix them well.
Mid 80's, I think freshman year (may have been sophomore year) my parents went to visit my sister at Fairfield for its homecoming weekend. That left one of my other sisters and me home. Our HS also had homecoming that weekend. We made up some G&T's before going to home coming dance. I walk in to dance, passed out on gymnasium bleachers, puked on myself, fell down bleachers and, with the help of a few other students, made it outside without getting caught. Walked home about 2-3 miles and woke up next morning in my bed, fully clothed covered in puke.
Haven't touched gin since and the smell of gin stillakes me nauseous 30+ years later.