I posted this on Twitter recently, but I decided to collect all the tweets together and post it here.
It is just too awesome not to share! This is a real life storybook romance in my eyes, and has totally changed the way I look at my grandparents. They actually met at a Vietnam protest rally in the late 60s. Grandpa was a veteran, there to bust some heads, and grandma was a hippie. They didn’t fight, though, they fell in love, and decided to run off and become marijuana farmers together. Grandma knew all about marijuana from the other hippies, and knew a lot about botany because that’s what she had studied in college. Grandpa didn’t seem like the type to get involved with marijuana, but he had grown up on a farm and thought that no plants should be considered illegal. Grandma handled the nuts and bolts of growing the cannabis plants, with Grandpa as her assistant, and through hard work they got a very big operation up and running. From there Grandpa hired a couple local kids to help her tend the cannabis, and he took charge of security. Any marijuana farm will attract enemies, including rival pot farmers, thieves, and of course the law. This is where his military history was important, because he carried a shotgun and built man-traps around the outside of the cannabis field. Dealing with the law was also easy for him, because he was a country boy, and just bribed the local cops with bags of cannabis and turned potential enemies into customers.