Doug,

Around 1942 I played Clarinet and doubled on Sax. With all the musicians
drafted we could pick up a couple of bucks playing gigs with the
traveling bands passing thru.

After one job I went to a party in the wee hours of the morning. After a
few drinks, the hostess brought out a silver tray of "Rolled Weed" I
was so sure the Cops would be crashing thru the door any minute. I
couldn't make my good byes fast enough. I was just a boy of 16 and sure
I was hooked after the first drag.

As Clinton said later, I didn't inhale

Ole Thom