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I lived with a friend of mine one summer after high school in a trailer on the Oconee River, so I know about River People.
There was this restaurant a long stone's throw away that had the best steaks. The place reeked pretty bad though. We'd get it to go.
I remember this one River Person that gave us a whole brown grocery bag full of some pretty harsh marijuana. It was beyond schwaggy, but we were just teens out of high school and we got soooo stoned all summer. I vaguley remember giving a spontaneous oration on the history of Ancient Greece in the voice of a young girl and also listening to Led Zeppelin I and The Steve Miller Band.
I've recounted this one story before, but one day I woke up and this guy I'd never seen before had a shotgun pointing in my face. As I was waking, he and this other guy and my friend were all around me laughing. I swiped the barrel away with my arm and just about killed that guy after we ended up in the yard outside. I was banging his head against some rocks over and over again until I was pulled off of him.
I would have gotten off if I had ended his life. I had just woke up, was ostensibly defending myself and I had just been the high school valedictorian. My girlfriend was the County Sheriff's niece as well.
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