You Can Be Addicted to Weed. I Was When I Was 12.

In April, my father and I were at a Passover seder in Los Angeles hosted by some family friends. There was a man there in his sixties telling a story about going to college in the seventies, and all the drugs and partying he did. 

At one point, someone asked where all his friends are today, and he said something like, “Everyone’s fine except for one who …