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In reply to the discussion: Do you remember the first time you smoked marijuana?? [View all]Hulk
(6,699 posts)I had never tried it or had never even been exposed to it prior. I was at Cu Chi, and it was night time at the bunker. A fellow grunt offered me a Marlboro with the tobacco rolled out, filled with MaryJane. I smoked it with him/them, and I was so paranoid that we were going to be hit by the VC that night. I remember walking from the bunker to my barracks and being blown away by how far it was, and how slowly I was walking. I survived. I smoked MANY times in Nam after that night, and had some of the most fun with my buddies, laughing and talking each other on adventures sliding down mountains of ice cream sundaes, etc. totally awesome experience.
Got blown up walking point some months later. At the time we had just left a village that was responsible for killing the platoon's sergeant a few weeks before I entered country. We were pretty angry with them, and we destroyed a lot of their rice, belongings, etc. I found a whole mountain of weed over a bunker they had in one of the hootches, and I stuffed an empty sand bag full to take back to the perimeter to share with my buddies that night. Didn't make it. My radio man walked in front of me when the C O radioed up to us to lead off the dirt road into the bush. My radio man froze and said, "God, I just stepped on a trip wire." BOOM! I remember throwing the weed away from me when they loaded me on the stretcher and carried me to the chopper.
Later that fall, maybe around November, I remember the mailman delivering a small package to the front door, about 10x6x4 inches, LOADED with nothing but fine weed. "Thanks buddies!" I was home and turned on some of my old school buddies, and we lived happily ever after.
I eventually became an elementary school teacher, gave up the weed cause it made me paranoid and confused, and I didn't smoke for the next 35 years.
I recently tried a joint with a friend, and it reminded me of how I would think EVERYONE knows I'm loaded. Still get paranoid, but I like the hours and days after getting high. It "grounds me", and helps me to focus on the parts of life that really matter. I wish everyone could experience that feeling. I even grew a beautiful plant in my back yard a couple years ago, but pulled it out a little early cause I didn't want my neighbor to see it growing. I have some with me now and will probably toke a smoke after my dental appointment tomorrow.
I'm thrilled the country is finally waking up to the fact it is NOT the dangerous drug they have been lying to us about for the last 60 years. Safer than alcohol any day, and some folks would really benefit from a smoke now and then. The world could be a much better place.
That's my story. No regrets. Wish I could say the same about booze. I'm damned lucky to be alive today with some of the drunken stupid-ness I survived. Damn good thing I didn't kill somebody else too. Worry about booze; leave Mary alone!