I remember the first time I was introduced to cocaine. I was Age 12-13. My brother Joseph had recently got an 18-year-old girl “knocked up" when he was only 16 going on 17 himself. They (Joesph and Rachel his gf)wanted to get their place. She couldn't work and wouldn't even if she was forced to, he wasn't much better. He had so many jobs he just “Pissed down the drain” So they got married a month before they had their first child. I was kind of salty that he picked her brother over me as best man. I didn't want it anyway. My father gave them an ultimatum 1. As long he Graduates he would sign off and my father has a giant heart for him so he also gave him $1500 as an early graduation gift. This would be a huge mistake. He never graduated. Anyway.....
Enough about him. They found a duplex with a bottom floor/apt and another upstairs. They had rented the one upstairs. Even thinking about it turns my stomach. From the outside, it was just a plain old white 1930s built house that was later turned into 2 Apartments. The inside was rough. At least 10 coats of paint, so much so you could peel off a chunk and there still were 2-3 layers underneath. Carpets smelled of wet dogs. The bathroom I will remember forever. It had...