My Mother III

I had friends, older, in Roseburg Highschool with whom I used to experiment with psychedelic drugs. My first whiff of weed was earlier, before the family had move from Grants Pass to Roseburg. It was at a heavy metal concert (Yes, even in 1972) that I went to with a friend and his older brother. But my love affair with psychedelics began when I was in Roseburg High School. I think my first LSD experience was transformative, although I had no one to guide me, and my friends were only really into the hysterical laughing first part of the trip. After that, well, it was “weird” and “wow”. For me, it was a religious experience. The first time I came home while tripping was in Roseburg and I dropped and destroyed an entire box of Noretaki china that my father had bought and brought back from Hong Kong when he was stationed there in the navy. To me now, it seems odd that she didn’t blow up. But we aren’t ‘Noretaki china people’ anyway. But my family moved back to Grants Pass from Roseburg and I stayed, without them, for my senior year in Highschool. Should be fine, right? Now, I can’t believe my mom would allow it, but she did. So my senior year was intensely drug fueled. There was a huge surge in LSD and peyote. So, even if I had zero money, I tried to get my hands on as much of it as I could. But the party ended, and before going to my first year of college at UO in Eugene, I went home at the end of the school year.

Unfortunately, with hepatitis. Still I’m not sure why. But I ended up in bed a lot, with my mother, at home. As I got more energy, we’d talk about books and stuff, but I was getting bored. In those days, however, people (shock!) wrote letters to each other. And my drug buddies from Highschool sent me a letter. “blah blah blah….and then a figure in the corner pointing to a stain at the bottom of the page “Eat me”. So those who know, know, that with pill versions of LSD, there’s always dust left over. So my friends had put the dust on the corner of the page and dissolved it with distilled water. So, being bored, seemingly trapped in my parent's house, I ate it.