I have a great story that accents this video
A few months ago my grandfather passed away after a bout a year battle with cancer and my grandmother is taking is pretty hard. My grandma is isn't your run-of-the-mill grandma, her appearance consists of red leather pants and bleached hair (the miley cyrus look). So i have been thinking there's not a way in hell that she hasn't smoked weed. (she also listens modern hipster music)
One night I was driving her home and decided to go for it. I told her the while I was at college I tried a pot brownie. I continued on by saying it was one of the best experiences of my life and really opened up my thinking. She follows by saying, "Well I guess I can tell you a secret. A couple months ago, before your grandfather passed away, a friend of mine came up to me at a party. He was holding a little package. He said he had something that Pete (grandfather) and I could really use. I had no idea what it was so I asked him. " She told me her friend gave her a marijuana cigarette. She said she had never even seen pot or smoked it, but she was willing to try it. Her and my grandfather decided they would smoke it together. So one night after everyone left the house they snuck out on the porch and smoked it. She said it was the best day of her life. My grandpa at the time was on oxygen and pretty reserved at the time, but she said after they smoked it he took the body of his former self. She said she laughed at his jokes just like she used to and he seemed like he wasn't even sick anymore. My grandfather passed away two weeks after that. She was crying during most of her story but it impacted me heavily. She said if I ever had the chance to argue for it, I should.
TL;DR: My grandma smoked weed for the first time with my dying grandpa and loved it.
Also trying to get her to smoke with me (I told her I smoke almost everyday.)