I was shocked at first, but it was just business as usual for a marijuana farm, so I grew to accept it.
My family is not like other families, and I am deeply grateful for that. When I was growing up, I knew from a young age that we weren’t like the other families. There was always whispered talk at school, among the other kids as well as the teachers. That doesn’t mean I was picked on, far from it, but I got the sense that everyone treated me differently. Some years later, as a teenager, I found out why. Suddenly I was very popular, because high school kids wanted access to cannabis, and they all knew my family grew it. My family has the status as the best and most prolific cannabis farmers in this part of the state, and that reputation carried. Even the cops would leave me alone, because most of them got their marijuana from my family, as well. I guess they didn’t drug test cops back in those days, because they all regularly took bags of cannabis from my parents as a bribe for looking the other way. I was shocked at first, but it was just business as usual for a marijuana farm, so I grew to accept it. I must admit it does take the pressure off a teenage kid driving around with a fistful of marijuana, knowing all the local cops smoked it, too. When I went away to college, it was in a new town and no one knew my parents, but it also gave us a great new market for our cannabis. I never graduated, but I made a lot of money selling cannabis in the dorms.