Happy Weed Day, everyone.
In the fall of ’71 Waldo Steve was given a treasure map to a patch of weed on the Point Reyes Peninsula. The map was given to him by a friend whose brother was in the U.S. Coast Guard and was growing cannabis. The coastguardsman was paranoid he would get busted so he granted permission to harvest. The Waldos™ all agreed to meet at 4:20 p.m. at the statue of chemist Louis Pasteur on the campus of San Rafael High. They met, got high, and drove out to search for the patch.
Thus begins the improbably story behind the term that even your mom knows is somehow associated with pot (420), which in turn led to the establishment of an informal holiday (4/20) for stoners around the world to celebrate the one thing they can all agree upon: partaking of the sacred herb.
So, um…enjoy.
