Her son, in his idealized recollections, would describe her as a near teetotaler, hardly venturing beyond a lady-like glass of champagne.
-- A. M. Sperber and Eric Lax, Bogart
Her father, previously a teetotaler, had begun drinking, and his health had taken a turn for the worse.
-- Stephen A. Black, Eugene O'Neill: Beyond Mourning and Tragedy
