When my kiddos were still in elementary university, I took them to a show in the town to see a group of dancers perform on ice. The youngsters were excited for a week, because they knew they were going to get to see many of their beloved TV characters that day. The location was packed with people and the parking lot outside was full to capacity on the day of the performance. I got to the location an hour early, so all of us could avoid traffic and delays. The youngsters and I had seats near the middle of the crowd. The kids weren’t identifiably close to the ice, however all of us had a particularly wonderful view of everything. After the show began, the crowded arena got honestly quiet and the lights went down. There was no light in the audience at all until I saw a familiar green light. I recognized the light immediately. I have a marijuana vape pen with the same familiar green light. I saw the green light flash a couple of times and then I began to pick up the distinctive aroma of marijuana. I wondered why other people didn’t say anything to the idiot who was clearly smoking weed in the audience. I could aroma the drug quite clearly and I am sure the usher at the end of the row could aroma it too. There was no smoke, so it had to be a marijuana oil vape pen. The children’s concert was no place for marijuana and I was disappointed that the staff running the place did not kick the guy out of the concert for using an illegal substance around the young people.