I want to look farther back and tell you I had the dream of being a P.I. when I was 5 years old. When I was 7, a student at Elk Garden Elementary in the little community of Elk Garden, Va..at the time I resided in a small place known as Belfast, or Belfast Mills, VA.. I located a convict camping out within strained eyesight of the school room where I had 3rd period. They of course disbelieved the skinny little dreamer..till three days later when shots rang out and bullets bounced off our playground/parking lot..
I moved a lot in my life but now I live maybe 2 miles from the little trailer I grew up in at the time. It brings back memories, most good. Now I explain part of this post. I fell asleep one night and had a dream. A dream of this little girl from way up north that I hoped one day to meet and marry her. Silly kid stuff right? Not so...that is a longer story that I will treat y'all with in the future. But at the same time ( five years old almost 6) My dream was to become a Private Investigator. I wanted to help people, save the world and all that young idealism. Most grow out of that stage and settle on whatever occupation they have now...
I didn't change mine...
So I had my adventures, not Hollywood fodder but times that may remind folk of movies or books..trust me the stories are much more entertaining and our respective "heroes" always win...
Life ain't always like the movies!
Yep I did stakeouts, caught felons, drug dealers..hell I went undercover often. It is in a way acting but if you screw up? No yelling "CUT!" or second takes...Now many my remember in 2007 the massacre at Virginia Tech? A tragedy and God I wish I could have been there and tried to prevent it! But that day was the day that changed my life forever..that day I became a quadraplegic for a spell. No I was not there I was not a victim. I was in Pittsylvania county, Va working a self initiated case concerning the rash of break ins at local veterinary clinics. The thieves pulled a smash and grab and only stold one drug used in vet medicine. It is called Ketamine, or Ketamine Hydrochloride to be exact...
What was so special about this drug that led to me getting my brakes fixed and resulted in the accident? And I blame myself for being a little careless, but I am fine and fully functional and mobile, have been for years.
Ketamine Hydrochloride
Ketamine hydrochloride, or "Special K," is a powerful hallucinogen widely used as an animal tranquilizer by veterinarians. Users sometimes call the high caused by Special K, "K hole," and describe profound hallucinations that include visual distortions and a lost sense of time, sense, and identity. The high can last from a half-hour to 2 hours. The Drug Enforcement Administration reports that overt effects can last an hour but the drug can still affect the body for up to 24 hours.Use of Special K can result in profound physical and mental problems including delirium, amnesia, impaired motor function and potentially fatal respiratory problems.
Special K is a powder. The drug is usually snorted, but is sometimes sprinkled on tobacco or marijuana and smoked. Special K is frequently used in combination with other drugs, such as ecstasy, heroin or cocaine.
Liquid Ketamine was developed in the early 1960s as an anesthetic for surgeries, and was used on the battlefields of Vietnam as an anesthetic. Powdered Ketamine emerged as a recreational drug in the 1970s, and was known as "Vitamin K" in the 1980s. It resurfaced in the 1990s rave scene as "Special K."
A Date Rape Drug! And why do I bring this up? It's simple y'all..it's making a comeback! So I want to bring attention to this so hopefully the readers of this post can be forearmed and alerted to this vicious drug and protect yourselves, your children, your friends, and any that may be at risk...
And I have more to add to the about me but this takes precedence I think and think you all would agree
Be safe out there and remember what you're mother told you as kids..Don't Take Candy From Strangers! Drinks either....