-- Lou Reed
I was high from about 1973 to 1979. In or around 1979, something happened that made me realize that I had made my life unmanageable. I stop short of telling other people what to do. Even though I experiment with pot several times after that, I never got any enjoyment. I had come to hate it. I mean the particular process, not the whole period of life.
The basement was not locked. That's where we would go to smoke. I would say that there were two groups who smoked at the club regularly, the group my age and one a little bit older. There was some intermingling. The basement was affectionately called the Marshall Gills.
Its funny, but during the period that I was high much of the time, I gained a good deal of my experience in the chess world.
Anyhow I came down to help post with on the wall charts. One of the Chess City owners, Stu Morden talked with me and said, "Drink some water. Your mouth is dry from the pot you smoked!" He didn't fire me, but I was actually too embarrassed to continue and I quit the tournament on the spot. Also during that tournament I saw one of the other Chess City owners, Vin Caveseno literally tackle someone who had stolen from the chess book concession.