Spring of 1983...I'd been back home from a first semester, failed "University" experiment, for about 5 months at the time...18 going on 19. Came home from work and there were all of the "seedlings" in peat pots, which I put up on the window ledge (behind the closed curtains) each day, sitting on the bed.
The "suitcase" was also sitting on the bed...the message couldn't have been any clearer.
Lived in a tent...in May...
in Cold Lake
for a few days, then moved in with a couple of guys I worked with when it became obvious that "they" weren't kidding this time.
Went back once (briefly) when I was 23...
...the folks and I laugh about it now, but it was a real "sink or swim" moment in my life.
They wouldn't let me take my plants either...
...that sucked.
