I know when Iâ??m being kidded, this is too much
OK OK youâ??ve compared my writing to the Bible ( I like the idea of being
Biblical), youâ??ve accused me of being a liar (offensive choice of words). Youâ??ve
said that some of the incidents I describe are not possible (city boy eh?). OK, you
have the right to hold an opinion. You are one voice out of many, in fact you
represent less than 1% of the responses I receive and much less than .1 % of
the people that read my stories. I wonder how you managed to miss the central
tenants of the Cannabis Culture; Peace, Love, and Understanding. Me? I am just
an old man who started smoking in 1968, I have four adult children and I do look
forward to smoking with my grandchildren when they reach 18. I have to thank
you for this conversation it brought to mind an experience I had in 1975 in
Wyoming: look for that tale in the near future.
In the mean time, PEACE, LOVE, and VOTE.
VOTE GREEN, VOTE LIBERTARIAN, VOTE DEMOCRATIC, VOTE
REPUBLICAN,
get out and let your opinion be known!!
doctor g
thanks to ALL the nice people
doctor G Reviewed by doctor G on . Tales your Parents won't tell you Drug Tales from my Childhood Getting High from 1968 on...... My childhood was full of trees and tall rocks, so itâ??s no surprise that when I started smoking I took to the heights. There were several heavily wooded glades around my childhood community where we would asend ten to fifteen feet above the ground and begin to pass the joint. Newcomers to the circle were often shocked when three or four of us would swing into the branches of some friendly pine tree and head up. Some folks just Rating: 5