by No Drug War | Oct 20, 2018 | Criminal Justice Reform Now, Failed Drug War, War on the Poor
When I was a young girl, I grew up in the piney woods of East Texas. Many after-school days were spent at my grandma’s trailer park, with cousin Shane. He was only 2 months older than me and we were practically glued at the hip. We grew up in the 70’s and 80’s. We...