By the way, 50 is not old. Hell I am 66 and don't think of myself as old at all. Just takes a bit longer to heal, you forget things, and Dr's. love to see you coming, LOL.
Well I started a Saturday night in 1964, Older cousin who was a Jazz guy took me with him to a gig, been smoking ever since. Had a few outdoor grows in the 70's.
Reason I grow? Medical, but not in a medical state. I had the sweetest deal from the late 90's to 2008 when Cal legalized Med, I was working there in NorCal, and had a very long time friend that was growing in Humbolt county, a med grower for his wife. Well once or twice a yr I would pick up a lb. from him at the good ol' family price. That was some very good smoke and as the yrs rolled on it got nothing but better.
Left Cal in 2008 and have been buying off the street since I knew of no one to buy from. I had been driving into Houston on the East side and would just see a group standing around and ask. Got burned a few times and paid outrageous prices. Well earlier this yr I went on a shopping trip, talk to a guy, he showed me a jar of nice buds with great smell. I ask how much and it again was fucking outrageous but I was out and need some sleep aid so I told him ok. He said his stash was in his car and I follow him to his car and the bag he handed me was nasty, compacted powdery crap. I told him never mind and he said "well give me the money anyway" I turned to walk away and was confronted by two other guys and I got the royal shit beat out of me, they stole my wallet and keys. I had a spare key in the car, drove myself to the hospital to get patched up. I went home and got my pistol went back to that corner and there were two of the guys that beat me up at the corner. I parked the car, walked over to them, one of them said "hey look at this cracker, he came back for another fucking ass kicking". I pulled my piston, told them to raise their shirts over their heads and I took their pistols. Then I told them to empty their pockets and one of them still had my keys and wallet with the cash and cards still in it. I took my stuff, shot both of them in the knee and head home. Young punks of no matter what race should not mess with a pissed off vet.
Well it was at that point that I decided to start grow my own. So here I am about 60 days from harvest.
Peace out,
GR