LSD to PhD
It was 1.30 am in September 1971.
I was 16, but already I had earned the nicknames ‘Drug Bear’ and ‘Iron Man’. I could do greater quantities of drugs than any of my friends.
But this time I went too far. I took enough mescaline for 30 people, and my friends put me on a bus alone, sending me home to fend for myself. They thought it was a big joke! Actually it was a matter of life and death.