cheechako
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I entered community college in 1979 and smoked for the first time. For the first half of the eighties, I went to school on and off, smoked on and off, and never got caught. Eventually I moved out. I did live with my dad again briefly but I didn't smoke at the time. He died in just over 10 years ago. So, perhaps he suspected but my parents never knew.
In 1980 or 81, I borrowed my dad's van to roadie my friends' band to NYC - they were playing at Folk City in the Village. He knew what I needed it for. The next day, all was good except for a pipe he found inside. "Not mine," I said. "Sorry. Just toss it." It really wasn't mine, but that excuse almost never works - yet was perfectly valid considering the night before.
When I was in college, 18 was the legal drinking age and even went to a partying school for a bit, so it was an easy alternative that my parent's knew about. When I moved me into a dorm with my dorm fridge, they actually bought me a case of beer to go with it. I don't do cases any more - that was a long, long time ago.
In 1980 or 81, I borrowed my dad's van to roadie my friends' band to NYC - they were playing at Folk City in the Village. He knew what I needed it for. The next day, all was good except for a pipe he found inside. "Not mine," I said. "Sorry. Just toss it." It really wasn't mine, but that excuse almost never works - yet was perfectly valid considering the night before.
When I was in college, 18 was the legal drinking age and even went to a partying school for a bit, so it was an easy alternative that my parent's knew about. When I moved me into a dorm with my dorm fridge, they actually bought me a case of beer to go with it. I don't do cases any more - that was a long, long time ago.
lol
. At any rate, my mother asks the question "so, what kind of drugs have you tried?" I said "weed, hash, oil...that's it." She started to say something else as I looked (only) in any direction that she wasn't in, cannot remember what it was she said 
