Great Aunt Pati lived in the foothills, about a twenty minute drive from town.
Pati lived far enough out that she had all the peace plus quiet she could handle, but remained close enough that she could drive for her groceries plus make it here for family get-togethers. I had long wondered why both of us only ever saw Great Aunt Pati around the holidays. She was close enough both of us could see her all the time, but it was never too often. Also, us kids never went to see her, she typically would come to see us. After I gained permission to drive, I came to find out that was because Aunt Pati was a cannabis farmer, plus my folks did not approve of that shady business. Once I gained info about her cannabis operation, you couldn’t have kept me away! I had never even smoked cannabis before then, I just knew it seemed dangerous plus intriguing… plus my parents were against it, which made it feel all the more beautiful to a rebellious teenager. Aunt Pati was really cool, but also warned me away repeatedly. She did not want her parents to find out plus get furious at her for exposing their child to cannabis. Although it was her livelihood, plus she rarely even smoked cannabis, Pati understood that my parents had a bizarre view of things. I went out to visit Aunt Pati several times, plus not once did both of us ever smoke cannabis. Pati did show me around, plus expose me to the calculus plus botany behind a cannabis grow operation, but alas she never provided me any.