When I was growing up, I remember my mom never let me around Sam..
- She told me Sam was a no-good man who was more interested in smoking pot than being a part of the family.
I got to where I never told her when I talked to Uncle Sam because I would get into trouble for hanging out with the druggie. Uncle Sam was one of our number one relatives, next to our dad. He made me smile, and he told me a lot of stories about his time overseas. He only spent the final year of the war in a different country, and it was after the draft ended. He said he volunteered so he could see his friends who were there. He had just passed his internship at the local hospital and he wanted to help anyone he could. I thought Uncle Sam was a hero, however my family called him a pothead who ran away. I often wondered if they knew where Uncle Sam was for that year when they said he just took. He said he had helped several men and women who had served in the war, and marijuana helped him to stop the problems. He admitted he had used marijuana as a child, however not as much as our family made it sound. Since a marijuana dispensary had opened in our town, they could find him buying marijuana products, however he also had a medical ID card. He wasn’t doing anything bad, and he was a good doctor. I wonder if our mom will ever understand what Uncle Sam went through, and why he goes to the marijuana dispensary every couple of weeks, and why he doesn’t work at the hospital anymore..