[moose eater]

45 years last month.

That damned long-haired son of those college professors, whom the school secretary misidentified as a young woman (rather than a male)... over the school PA system, in that fairly rural school.

We smoked average quality Mexican out behind the school after hours one day. I didn't get high.

So I went to the local head shop and music (record) store, procured a brass pipe, found a ~1/3 oz. bag of Mexican for $5, and went home, determined to see if this stuff worked, as the first experience indicated otherwise.

Several bowls later, in a smoke-filled bedroom with my door locked, laying prone on my mattress, I realized I couldn't sit up. I concluded it did, in fact, 'work.'

Been a part of my life for the last 45 years, though it took a back seat to hashish immediately that same year. Hash and LSD-25 were the real stars of my 1972.

[Satyros]

Hrm...it was around 1984 as an early teen.

It was really just due to availability, as a couple friends had older brothers who got bags.

It went like this. A little bit previously, I had tried a cigarette, and toked it, which led to a pretty unpleasant result. So when the joints showed up, at first I was a wimp and just did a mouth inhale and tried to gulp it down, which wasn't very effective.

Finally one day I spent the night with a friend. Mom told me to come home by noon; in those days as kids, we walked wherever we wanted to go. And so about 11 a. m., a friend introduced me to a bong, a pretty ordinary U. S. Waterpipe that was common at the time. He knew how to use it, explained me the technique and well...the bong does not allow you to take a wimpy mouth hit. So we did a few bowls that were my first good inhales, and then I was like...well I gotta go; so I didn't have any chill out time to see what it was really like.

As I was walking home, it started surging through me. I saw a cat, and heard it say my name and talk to me. From that point, the high started kicking in and I started feeling what, at the time, was very weird. Had to avoid mom and just flaked out going whoa, what is this.

Ever since I "got it" from that bong, the operative word has been "more".

[Stonehedge]

I have older brothers who were into smokeing bud. Both my parents smoked cigs. So curiosity was peaked from a very early age... I grew up across the bay from you in Castro Valley im 47yrs old. Kindergarten i became friends with a like minded kid, single mother who smoked bud older brother and fine ass sister! His mother kept herself well supplied. He was able to get his hands on small amounts without trouble. My love for the plant blossomed from then on lol.



Stonehedge out!

[Dankdude]

The year was 1971, it was my 9th birthday and my older brother came back from Vietnam.
He had smuggled back some highland Thai.
He rolled up a fatty of it, lit it and passed it to me and said, "smoke this, it will change your life."

[Moxa stick]

Since 1974- first few times were with $10 lids of mexican seeds and stems...copped a 15 minute buzz...maybe. Then one night after our Cathechism class in late Fall, a buddy and I went together and bought a $35 ounce(had to dig through couch cushions to round out the last of our cash)of a wonderfully exotic Michoacán that was muddy brown, with a fresh earthy aroma and few seeds. We rolled a pinner to share while scooping the loop in the midst of an ever worsening ice storm. A trippy, creeper high kidnapped our senses and when I slid off an icy corner in my 1969 Oldsmobile and sledded into the mayors front yard, we knew we had scored real smoke. I never bought a cheap bag again, soon after the wonderful Colombians($45+ oz.) and red string Thai sticks, Panama reds, Guerreros started flooding the rural Midwest market. Ace seed's selections are very reminiscent of these old school strains.✌️

[Onegram]

I've been using cannabis for 43 years. Someone shared some with me & I realized it helped the pain from menstrual cramps & that I l8ked the way it made me feel!! It has been a part of my life since I was 17 years old & I am still learning different ways it can help me & so many others! I'm an old stoner & that's okay...Im a very Happy Senior!!

[Karra]

Hi there,
I've been smoking for aboout 30 something years rigth now. From the first one at 13 and after in a more "professional" way from 16 till now. MAny times also gave up for some months to restore tolerance to thc. Other times just because get bored to smoke or no way to get/grow good weed. Now it´s been two years started to smoke and grow again.

[Power Hitter]

1965, on the beach. A chick from Sanford turned me on.

[TychoMonolyth]

Grade 7. A friend stole it from his brother and we smoked it in the bush at the back of the school yard at lunch. I sat the first afternoon class in a daze and the teacher sent me to the nurse's office where I slept away the afternoon. lol

I quite smoking when I was 18 because I was just getting paranoid with body quakes. It just wasn't fun anymore. My friends were moving onto Dexies, LSD, and Mescaline and were constantly offering it to me. I figured if pot got me that high, I'd pass because I certainly didn't want to get any higher. I started again when I was 50 and more knowledgable about types and strains. I'm still a lightweight, but know my limits and it's enjoyable again.

It was especially enjoyable for 3 days at the Desert Trip concert in Indio a couple years ago. It was like Woodstock all over again with people passing out joints like candy. lol.

But growing is by far the most enjoyable for me, so I do a lot of it.

[EsterEssence]

In the late 60's, getting a hold of some cannabis...