Wednesday, January 29, 2020

6- Stop the World I want to get pot





When Stop the World opened in Paterson, kids gravitated to it from all the surrounding towns. It was as if a piece of Greenwich Village or Haight-Ashbury had fallen in the midst of New Jersey's most middle-class world, settling into the ghetto where kids could come and see it for themselves.
It was literally honey that drew flies.
There were two places to buy dope in those days; Paterson was one of them and New York was the other; neither place was safe.
Jimmy in his whole history rarely took a chance by buying dope from people he didn't know.
During one trip to Paterson, however, back in 1968 may have been that only time.
He kept telling me how he scored a nickel bag outside the “Stop the World” head shop and then went up to the newly opened parking deck behind Grants and Woolworths where he smoked it.
 I don't think you could actually buy any dope in “Stop the World” at least Frank never got anything there when we went. But the fact you could buy rolling papers and pipes, drew dealers and put together those dealers with kids from the suburbs.
 Just who it is who did the bulk buying that supplied LSD, marijuana and other drugs to Jimmy, Bob and the others I still don't know
But there were a number of risk-takers in the fringes of the Garley gang who made the trek to Paterson and back or went to New York City where there were always opportunities to buy in bulk.
 There was generally no shortage of drugs in West Paterson and Little Falls. But there were dry spells, times when the people could not find what they wanted, and Jimmy and others had to scramble to find alternative sources.
Many of our more memorable Journeys through the hinterland involved searching out people who knew people who had pot.
 I always suspected that Jimmy use the band as a cover to have access to pot and that it was half the reason, he kept going back to the music scene even when he's vowed to give it up.
For a time after the band split into two segments. John Ritchie, the guitarist, became Jimmy's principal source, someone accommodating enough to allow Jimmy to pay for the pot with paintings.
Patty the girlfriend of the sound man at that time also became one of his chief dealers and since she relied likely on the sound man to deal with the criminal element on the street their breakup forced Jimmy to scramble to find another regular source.
Most of the dealers Jimmy dealt with in the 1970s and 1980s lived on the fringes of Paterson, people willing to deal with the more dangerous element Jimmy and the other middle-class kids like him would not.
There were always several degrees of separation between them and the forces that prowled the underworld and even at his most desperate Jimmy never made that trip.
 While some Garfield would come over to buy drugs from 3rd street in Passaic while we live there, Jimmy never went there and always sought out safer sources further in the suburbs.
A huge part of our relationship during the 1970s was motivated by the search for pot.  if Jimmy heard even a whisper that someone had pot, he called up me or Frank to transport him to that place.
There were occasions when Frank mentioned someone might have pot and Jimmy forced Frank to go to that person. This was particularly true with a barmaid from Kimberly’s bar who suddenly found Frank and Jimmy at her door at 3 a.m.
Even later when Timmy moved to Lake Hopatcong, he relied on sources closer to Paterson and sometimes had me or Frank pick up a delivery and bring it to him.
By the 1990s one or more of these dealers had moved closer to him and he no longer needed us as transport.
And to my knowledge these same dealers supplied him all the way to the end of his life. It was the kind of Nirvana that allowed him to rarely have to leave his trailer or even interact with anybody except most remotely through the internet or by phone.



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