My dad, a proud Korea vet and Teamster smoked it to the day he died.
Neat.
My Dad was in China-Burma-India in World War II.
He had very bad migrane headaches and the last 10 years of his life he would smoke a little pot and it helped quite a bit. He was always very discreet.
{He was a full Colonel and as conservative as he could be}.
Similar story: Mine had a Bronze Star, two Purple Hearts and 3 Campaign Ribbons. Bugle and 21 Gun Salute at the VA site in Riverside.
Pot smoker war hero from about the age of 17 onwards.
A real miscreant and drag on society and Good Order and Discipline.
I have terrible migraines too. If I could, I’d try weed. As it is, I have to destroy my liver with pain medication instead.