Flying back to O.C. from a semester at an Illinois College in 1982 (though NYC), I got lit on a 747.
Flying back to O.C. from a semester at an Illinois College in 1982. Back then spoke-and-hub meant it was cheaper to fly from Chicago to L.A. via NYC's JFK airport (no direct flights for you). I'm on a 747, in the middle of its 3-4-3 seating, and the girl next to me sparks up a doobie in honor of Nancy's "just say 'no' to drugs campaign", and I got lit.