Barney’s On the Beat
Free the Evil Weed? When I was a young court reporter here in the early 1960s, I covered a trial where a middle-aged man was accused of (gasp!) possessing half a joint. His old lady ratted him out and cops-North County, as I recall-found a half-smoked marijuana cigarette in his robe. The jury found him guilty and the judge sent him to prison.
