The yearrrrrr was 1968.. It was a warm, autumn evening. We were hanging out by the snack bar at the high school football stadium. It was homecoming and my school's team had just lost the game 48 - 0. Someone had just suggested we go to the corner store and steal some beer. Then another kid said, "wait a minute.... I took these two jays from my brother's junk drawer." I was a little hesitant at first because we just had watched the movie, Reefer Madness in P.E. class the previous day. All the horrible effects of the evil weed were still fresh in my mind. I didn't want to go crazy from smoking the pot. The other kids kept teasing me... calling me a sissy. I finally gave in to the relentless peer pressure that my friends were applying. My hand shaking, I slowly raised the joint to my lips.... with my eyes jammed tightly shut, I drew in what I thought was a safe amount of the strange smelling smoke.... It smelled like burning rope. I immediately went into a coughing fit like I had never experienced before.. I could hardly catch my breath. When my coughing finally subsided I took in another small puff of the insidious smoke. It was then that I started to notice a warm feeling. Suddenly, everything seemed different. Everything everyone of my friends said was extremely funny. I couldn't stop laughing. The rest is history.
