Ken

One needle for one joint.

As we walked out of there, I go, he isn't the business mind here.

You know, I may be naive, but.

And that was the start of my entry into seeing the seedier side of the world, the drug world.

So my mother decides to move us from New Orleans to get a, for whatever reason, she was from New York.

There was more New Yorkers in Florida.

She felt that Florida was a better place to go against drugs and crime.

She moves us to South Florida in 1973.

That was... Exactly.

Out of the frying pan.

Yeah, so...

The next thing I learned about is marijuana and smuggling and people, you know, the whole world just exploded right at my feet, you know.

The drug business just exploded right underneath us.

It was as if you took us to, you know, the San Francisco Gold Rush or Palo Alto, you know, in the 70s.

It was just everywhere, you know.

I went from a kid that could roll a joint to seeing bales and the rest, you know.

Well, so here's what happened.

So me and my brother, my little brother, my father had passed.

We were a little entrepreneurial.

And everybody started selling drugs.