[deninfl]

My most memorable was the first time I attended a family function stoned. It was on an Easter Sunday. We had a very large family picnic on my brother's farm in Florida. I had been smoking before I left for my brother's and also carried a filled bowl with me. During the party I took a walk in his orange field and lit up my bowl. Here I was - stoned, standing in the center of an orange grove smelling the oranges. I pulled one off the tree and slowly peeled it. I stood there in awe savoring a smell and taste I had never been aware of before. I would have to say this experience was as spiritual as it was real. God is really good to his people.

Dennis in Florida