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As a teenager growing up I witnessed drug dealers and users from a distance. We were pointed out who the dealers were, the ones with the fancy cars, pretty women, and pockets full of money. They were big spenders and usually big braggers about how much money they were making. Often they would come in the bars, clubs, buying alcohol for the entire bar, front and back. All of their jokes were funny, their viewpoint was always right because they were the big spenders.

The users were generally the ones always in a hurry and sometimes they looked like they were sleeping, but it was the effect of the drugs, it was referred to as nodding. However the first time some others of our football team and I witnessed the effects of drugs close up was during a night football game our team was playing on Kennard field. The quarterback was calling signals and all at once he grew silent. We glanced and he was nodding, the year was 1950. Those of us who realized what was going on called time out and replaced the quarterback.

The next day a meeting of the football team was called and to our dismay there were about six other players who were shooting heroin, and over an extended period of time some others became involved. At a period of time there were 27 members of our club, but as I write this column only two of us are still living.

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