My one and only experience with alcohol and the law

We have a small lake cottage in Coldwater Mi. that we go to every weekend. We would go out on our boat and with food, toys, drinks (both alcoholic for the adults and soft drinks for the kids) and stay out there until the day was done. On day when I was around 13 I thought I would swim back to our cottage (it was close to where we always parked our boat) and grab some ranch for the chicken wings that we brought out that day. As I started to swim out one of my older relatives  asked me to bring back some Coronas back. I got back pretty fast but the waters were busy so I decided to take a foam raft with me so I could put the stuff on there and it would help me become more visible. I head back to the sandbar with the drinks, my ranch, and a plate all on the raft. about half way there I hear a sharp siren go off behind me. It was a sharif in his boat and he wanted me to stop swimming. He was pulling me over because he saw me, a 13 year old with a six pack of beer and thought I had them for my self. The Sharif had my climb onto the boat and had me explain my self. I start to freak out thinking I was going to be in serious trouble. I some how choked out an explanation but he was kind of skeptical. My mom just happened to see me on the boat and yelled to the sharif that Im her son and the drinks were for them. The sharif then believed me and even drove me to our boat. All and all it was an exciting day.