My life in weed: from hippies and Swat teams to boardrooms and trade mags
by Felisa Rogers from on (#5GRPX)
Today is 420, the day to celebrate cannabis and its culture. Growing up in Oregon it was part of our lifestyle. Now the suits have taken over but it's not all bad
In the beginning, there was weed. My dad and I would walk down the gravel road and up a path through the woods to his patch, where the plants were partially hidden by a canopy of maples. It wasn't an ideal spot for sunlight, but it was an ideal spot for hiding. My dad would carry bags of fertilizer on foot for a mile so that our truck was never spotted in the vicinity.
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