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The Life Story of U.S. Hemp




1960 to 1970

Chancellors:

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The Chancellors was Sam’s first professional group. Sam formed the Chancellors in about 1963 in Indianapolis, Indiana.

He was much younger than the other players. Bill Quick was the saxophone player and very mature. He kept the band out of trouble, usually. Frank Holland was the drummer. You had to pry little girls, young ladies and our friend’s moms off him. (He was too cute for his own good).

There will be volumes about the Catholic Holland kids. Sam loved every one of them and cherished every memory (May Mrs. Holland finally rest in peace. God knows she got none on earth). Phil Bruce was the rhythm guitar player and Sam taught him everything he knew. Greg Brower was the bass guitar player. Sam taught Greg how to play the bass. Greg was very gifted and learned fast. Sam was close to Greg’s family and loved them all.



The Fugitives:

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This photo was taken in about 1965. The Fugitives was one of U.S. Hemp’s first and much loved bands. Sam went to Belzer Junior High School in Lawrence, Indiana and a deep musical and personal friendship developed with these young men there.

Steve Grimmes is setting on the drums (State Champion Band Drummer), Jim Inman is holding the bass guitar (an excellent athlete and scholar), U.S. Hemp is standing with his Harmony electric guitar, Bruce Morford is sitting holding his new Gibson 335 (A heart of gold) and Bob Morford is sitting at the electric organ (a true intellectual).

The story of this band has a great social relevance. This was an age of innocence, naiveté and deception before the storm that carried the drug war from Vietnam to our U.S. neighborhoods.

The varied directions these talented but normal kids traveled after this photo was taken refreshes the memory on what happened to an entire generation of youth. The expression on the Fugitives faces in this photo tells the story of an uncertain future as the flames of Vietnam arose on the horizon. The reality of their social position and family backgrounds categorized them and sent them on their way.

The mural of the Beat-Nik holding a “Ban the Bomb” sign on Bob’s basement wall behind the “Fugitives” was prophetic. The moral dilemma of Vietnam turned Sam into a Fugitive of conscience and he never stopped running. Sam’s descriptions and memories of these 4 dear friends is heart warming, hilarious and illuminating.



Genocide of the American Hippie:

The leap from the Peace Corps to the Vietnam War contains secretes of when, where, how and why the Drug War began. The Peace Corps was like a government run missionary that canvassed the planet and brought what they found in the remotest parts of the world home with them.

Sam met one of the last Peace Corps hippies coming out of Central America. They were both on the border of Laredo Nuevo, Mexico trying to get into Texas at the U.S. Customs station. Sam had just gotten ripped off for all his friends’ money and his girl friends new set of Amelia Earhart Luggage (graduation present from her parents).

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Sam graduated from high school in 1969 and decided to go to Mexico and smuggle some pot back to his waiting friends in Indianapolis. He met a man named Adrian Alvarez on the streets of Laredo Nuevo selling marijuana. Sam got his first good lesson in border Spanish and business (funny story on Sam the Smuggler).

Sam was broken hearted, embarrassed and without weed when he noticed a road-rough hippie behind him on a muddy, beat up Honda motorbike. This sunburned and weathered looking gringo had been someplace far away for a long time. They gave each other the smile and peace sign behind the U.S. Customs Agent’s backs and met down the street on the Laredo, Texas side of the border.

Sam had a magnetic attraction to these medicine men. The hippie had been in the Peace Corps for 5 years and had seen the whole of Central America. This was one of Sam’s dreams that died with John Kennedy as the Vietnam nightmare rose from his ashes.

The Peace Corps Hippie pulled a screwdriver out of his pack and started taking the head light out of his motorbike. He had his head light and every other crevice stuffed with exotic marijuana from the obscure villages he had passed through from Panama to the U.S. Border. He was a connoisseur of fine weed and beautiful people. He told Sam of the beautiful life and paradise of the deep Central American villages. He said: “the nicest people have the finest weed.” He told of the horrifying political clouds on the horizon and what was happening as he left. Sam was going to find the nicest people and the finest weed. That became his quest.

The Peace Corps was an independent United States Federal Agency established September 22, 1961 (John F. Kennedy) “to promote world peace and friendship through a Peace Corps, which shall make available to interested countries and areas men and women of the United States qualified for service abroad and willing to serve, under conditions of hardship if necessary, to help the peoples of such countries and areas in meeting their needs for trained manpower.”

As noble sounding as this may seem it is very important to look at what the people in the Peace Corps did after (probably before) the assassination of President Kennedy and who they really were.

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Sam's story deals with the Richard Nixon era of dirty tricks. This is a deep dive into why the kids stopped loving Roy Rogers, Dale Evens and the horses they road in on: Trigger and Buttermilk. Sam's store has a Comic Museum depicting the social collision that took place in the minds of the TV, Movie and Comic book kids. This is a glimpse into the world of brainwashing that desensitized us as a culture and prepared us for perpetual war. The kids never knew what hit them. These propaganda tools used to kill the dream of love and peace on earth will be well defined and addressed by the publishers of the Life Story of U.S. Hemp.




1970 to 1980


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