We got married in 1985 on the beach in front of my folks apartment in a place called Oxnard
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My dad provided the booze and we had sandwiches. Got high and surfed before the wedding. Wifey was a bit unhappy with the toking
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The whole thing was done on the cheap, even a homemade wedding dress. Best wedding I have ever attended
First seeds I ever grew were in my parents side yard. Planted them and forgot. A week later there were little pot plants everywhere! I freaked and tore them all out except one. Took it to a fenced off nature preserve nearby and planted it within sight of the fence. Wanted to watch it grow. Never was able to find it again. Later a hooligan from the neighborhood told me he followed me and later ripped it.
In 1975 I took a trip to Hawaii to stay with my biological father on Maui. I had just had my first tokes a couple months before so I was well versed in the doobie passing ritual. We visited a friend of his and were in his shop when he pulled out this clear plastic parts organizer from a drawer. He was a jewelry maker so I figured it was stones and such. He opened the organizer and it was full of different stones and settings. He then reached over to the corner of the container and I followed his had to a group of joints. He took one out, lit it up, and handed it to me. An adult was handing me, a 13 year old, a joint in front of my dad! I took it and inhaled the sweet perfume of Maui Wowie and instantly felt the warm hug of the high. That was one of the best summers of my whole life! I hope to live there soon and have a nice little farm with goats and chickens and all kinds of nature
Sorry about the jabber DST
Cheers,
Mo