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...this point Danny's story had a deadly familiar ring. Every year, thousands of teen-agers take the first step to narcotic addiction-usually by smoking a reefer (a cigarette containing marijuana) because they don't want to be called "chicken." Dope peddlers have been pushing their wares through high schools and street gangs. Now estimates of the number of addicts range anywhere from...
...like most addicts I didn't care anything about God. It might work for those drunks but not for us. But after a while I began to feel that this group had the answer." Danny studied the A.A. code, saw how it could be applied to discharged dope victims, and founded Narcotics Anonymous...
...well and good but there is no use sitting around while the public address announcer pleads that "all quarter-mile relay men please report to the starting line at the judges' table"; just wander over to the football enclosure and size up next year's team. Or try and dope out the intricacies of a rugby match, or question the eyesight of an umpire...
Although the Washington press corps had no advance dope on the White House's well-kept secret, their editors nevertheless made good use of the hour between the White House "alert" and the actual announcement. Thanks to the odd time, they had a big story that radio couldn't milk dry before their papers hit the streets. They went after it with oldtime frenzy. Slot men, guessing what the news would be, dug out morgue cuts of MacArthur, dummied up screamer heads on alternate possibilities (MACARTHUR FIRED; MACARTHUR REBUKED; MACARTHUR QUITS). Most morning newspapers stopped their presses, replated...
...Wolf. Oldtimers at San Quentin still remember the surgery The Croaker did on "Wolf" Blaisdell, a snarling, point-eared dope peddler whose viciously lupine features were matched only by his surly character. One day, shortly before his release, the Wolf came to Dr. Stanley and with unwonted meekness begged that something be done about his face. He was tired, said the Wolf, of having people slink away whenever they saw him. Dr. Stanley smoothed out his gash-like wrinkles, trimmed down his ears, sent the rejuvenated Wolf back into the world personable enough to date Red Riding Hood. Since then...