Alcohol, the Easiest Drug to Find

To drink or not to drink, that is the question

Catherine Oceano
Black Bear

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A broken rowboats sits on a shore. People can be seen as small specks in the background
A broken wreck. Photo credit: author’s husband, Dave Gilbert

My son died last summer as a result of the toxic drug supply. He was thirty-two. He had struggled with substance abuse issues starting when he was a teenager; alcohol was what most of his friends used for their weekend parties. And while we did not let teens drink at our home, plenty of other parents did. Many of them believed it was better to do so in a supervised fashion.

Our son did not tell us he was drinking at other people’s homes; he would go for a “sleepover” at his friend’s house and return the next day. Only much later did we find out about the days he was unconscious on someone’s front lawn or porch after a night of partying.

Later, marijuana tempted him, and he ended up living with a friend whose parents not only condoned it but grew it themselves. Other more potent drugs like cocaine came onto the scene when he inherited a chunk of money when he turned nineteen.

My husband and I adopted him when he was nine. When he was six weeks old, his birth father died in a car accident, and the money that came to our son was a settlement from the insurance company. It was both a blessing and a curse. He was able to buy a house outright at a young age but had enough cash left over to fuel many drug-fueled nights and send him closer…

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Catherine Oceano
Black Bear

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