I grew up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by forest and farms. Someone down the dirt road even raised emus for awhile. And now a lot of my friends from back home are dead, because while there were no social or economic opportunities—and no parks—there was plenty of heroin. https://t.co/8F5onXmFLi

— Kim Kelly (@GrimKim) August 31, 2020

I grew up in a very similar place, and just about as many of my friends and acquaintances from that era are dead now as are alive.

I’m only 44.