I knew a guy who had older brothers, this guy was tall, and he had a father who always had his sons in basketball (and baseball). All the brothers were tall. His name was Jeff. He did not smoke weed. He had a promising life as a basketball player, he was one of our city's best.

No weed, he shot himself in the head, in his room, when he was a junior in high school.

The whole family would be so different had marijuana been a factor in the American Family Way of Life. The stress would not have caused him to shoot himself in the head. I remember being at his house and seeing his father, whom I've known since I was little, Jeff was my age. Then a year after, his father had set-up a city-wide memorial basketball tournament and, after the games one Saturday, a bunch of us went back to his house. He had a keg in the garage for everyone.

At this point, I realized that marijuana was the last thing that Mr. Johnson would have wanted his son, Jeff, to do. Maybe, he should have advised it.