I was in elementary school during the first Earth Day in 1970. I remember liking it a lot. I did my own little celebrations and things. I kept it quiet and covert because I didn’t feel like most people liked the things I did, anyway.
There were horse trails that went on for a long way through the woods near my house. They seemed endless. One of my celebrations was to go on extra long bike rides on trails that I had never been on before.
I invited some other neighborhood children to go with me on one of these rides. We were going deep on some unknown trails when suddenly we found ourselves in the middle of a huge field of marijuana. We all stopped and stared around in silence. One of the neighbor kids asked, “what should we do?”
I said, “I think we better get the hell out of here.” The last thing I wanted was to be spotted by the grower. We were too young to want any, so it just became our secret. 🌿
I like secrets.