How it progressed, I

Since I was effectively grounded by a full-leg cast, being caught (at age 15) boozing it up did not entail any significant punishment. Soon thereafter I was a regular ganja-freak anyway. I didn't want to be like the ra-ra crowd in my class anyway. Those were the really precocious drinkers I remember, some of whom were bona fide alcoholics by the time they graduated high school. At age sixteen my parents started allowing me a glass of wine at night, after I'd finished my work. Sometimes that became two, or perhaps three, which combined with the herb could make one pretty sloshed. That was as far as it went until I went on a ski trip with a friend and my parents. We did the same thing -- stole liquor from the rented chalet cabinet, and mixed it with coke, getting quite drunk. My friend was fine the next day and went skiing. I had my first bona fide hangover and spent the day recuperating. I said it was a stomach virus but my mom knew better. BUSTED!