My life was going to be great I thought as I went to work everyday washing dishes! Things were going ok I guess then I met Rick ! Rick worked as a cook for Kentucky Fried Chicken. He was tall and lean and pretty strong . Up until then I had a life plan as nieve as it was. Then one weekend Rick invited me to join him and some friends to go have a drink. Well not long after out came the pot ( Marijuana) and with it came the dare to try it. Peer pressure being what it is I joined in . I don’t think I got much from it that time Over a short time out came the hash to try. Now that I got high on and it quickly became my drug of choice. Rick had a best friend name Garry . Soon after we met Garry got himself a girlfriend so he didn’t come out as much anymore so Rick and I hung out over the weekend a lot. Rick had some home issues like his Dad committing suicide when he was 12 . Rick didn’t talk about it much but it affected his personality. . Suddenly I was experimenting with drugs like Mescaline, Acid, (led) and going out to bars in Ottawa and later crossing over to Hull . The only girls we ever picked up together were two blonds we later called the “For days ladies”. The reason being that if they didn’t get our jokes they would say “for days!”. We didn’t get it but that name stuck to them from then on. Rick was tuff looking and I never saw anyone mess with him . I once watched him take a guy down with two punches who was at lease 300lb and 6 feet 3. I think even Rick was surprised ! We hung out for a year on and off . Our path would often cross over the years and every time we would end up stone and drinking in Hull. Rick had a dark side when he drank . One day he beat up a guy for just saying “hi”. Another time he beat up a guy when we were crossing the street coming from a bar. That one landed us both in jail . I will talk about that later. We would hang out for a while then I would go my own way . Rick was my longest friendship besides Murray Scholfield. As I started taking drugs more often my perspective on life began to change .I also became less sensitive to and more angry . Maybe it was because of the drugs or maybe it was just that the drugs allowed my dark side to surface. I started leading a double life . There was the Paul that everyone close to me knew and there Mike Young the cool tuff guy . As I did more drugs Mike became the dominant personality . I would go of and meet girls under the name of Mike and then disappear back to my life as Paul for a while never to be seen by my new associates or girlfriends. Truth is as Mike Young I was unbeatable . No one mess with me and I sometime took on the identity of David Macavoy . I had girlfriends in the east end, in the west end and even some in Toronto. As Mike Young I didn’t care about anyone but myself . Then as soon as it started I would go back to being nice Paul for a little while . It was as if I was taking a holiday from being Mike . I would go live with my parents or my sister Francine then just a suddenly as I became Paul I would take off on another Mike Young adventure. Maybe it was the drugs or maybe it was just plain the adrenaline rush! All I know is from the moment I started doing drugs my life direction change.
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