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I Was a Government Licensed Medical-Marijuana Salesman Busted by the Federal Government - My Life Stories: My Life Stories
I Was a Government Licensed Medical-Marijuana Salesman Busted by the Federal Government - My Life Stories: My Life Stories
I Was a Government Licensed Medical-Marijuana Salesman Busted by the Federal Government - My Life Stories: My Life Stories
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This book outlines the many experiences that I have been faced with in my life from birth to age 48. Several stories are quite comical, others are tragic and sad, but each and every one of them is true. It talks about my experiences with drugs, alcohol and death. It tells of my devotion to my family and to the less fortunate in this world. I have spent countless hours donating my rare blood, platelets, bone marrow and serums. This book tells the reason why I did this all my life, and what I have experienced with several business ventures. My first business was a plumbing company, which I started fresh out of high school. I was in business for over 17 years. I have spent several years managing rock bands, acting, and inventing. My most successful invention Plink, has been on grocery store shelves for over 12 years. I take great pride in what I do and I have always strived for perfection. I believe that persistence is the key to happiness and happiness leads to prosperity. Although I am not a rich man, I have been very successful in my life. I have owned 13 brand new cars, 3 Harley Davidson motorcycles, 5 boats, 5 houses, 4 vacant lots, 38 used cars, and I have had 56 jobs. Many of my success stories are described in detail throughout my book.

The most interesting part of my book is my experience with my most recent company, Arizona Company Medical. Through Arizona Company Medical, I spent 3 years of my life furnishing Medical-Marijuana to hundreds of patients around the USA who were suffering from AIDS, Multiple Sclerosis, Cancer, Migraines, Anorexia, Glaucoma and many other diseases. Medical-Marijuana can be prescribed to ease the pain and suffering that accompanies these diseases. Also included in my book is the true story of how I was issued a Cannabis and Controlled Substance Dealers License from the Arizona Department of Revenue, how the Federal Government collected taxes from the money I made in my business, but then busted me for distributing the same substance that I was licensed for. Details of my business and the Medical-Marijuana bust are outlined in my story. Also included are several real letters from patients who were customers of Arizona Company Medical, who wrote to me to inform me of their progress now that they have the appropriate access to their much needed medication, Medical-Marijuana. My goal is to work towards the legalization of Medical-Marijuana across the USA, and to get the proper help to those that need this medicine. May the Medical-Marijuana movement win the rights for the fight for the people of this great nation.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateNov 9, 2000
ISBN9781469112176
I Was a Government Licensed Medical-Marijuana Salesman Busted by the Federal Government - My Life Stories: My Life Stories
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Michael David Aronov

I was born in Long Beach, California in 1952, but was raised in Norwalk, California. Throughout my life I have been faced with many difficult challenges and opportunities. I have always given 100% towards my goals and dreams. I have done several things for my community such as donate blood to the Red Cross, platelets to the City of Hope, participate in bone marrow transplant programs and allow other human’s blood to be injected in my body to create serum to help pregnant women in need of Rhogam injections. I have taken many career paths, which vary from acting to managing rock bands to inventing and owning my own businesses. My most interesting business was Arizona Company Medical, a Medical-Marijuana distribution center that operated over the Internet. My book outlines the story of my life my business ventures and the bust by the Federal Government.

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    I Was a Government Licensed Medical-Marijuana Salesman Busted by the Federal Government - My Life Stories - Michael David Aronov

    I WAS A GOVERNMENT LICENSED

    MEDICAL-MARIJUANA SALESMAN

    BUSTED BY THE

    FEDERAL GOVERNMENT

    My Life stories

    Michael David Aronov

    Copyright © 2000 by Michael David Aronov.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any

    form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording,

    or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing

    from the copyright owner.

    This book was printed in the United States of America.

    To order additional copies of this book, contact:

    Xlibris Corporation

    1-888-7-XLIBRIS

    www.Xlibris.com

    Orders@Xlibris.com

    Contents

    DEDICATION

    THE SPECIAL BIRTH

    THE LODGED PEANUT

    THE LITTLE FINGER IN THE RINGER

    LEFT OUT IN THE COLD

    HAPPY THE LION

    DISNEYLAND DILEMMA

    THE UNDESERVED SPANKING

    DOG GONE ECLAIRS

    THE BIG SMASH

    THE NOT SO STOLEN BIKES

    MOTHER’S TENDER LOVING CARE

    THE POLLYWOG SYNDROME

    RIP THE CLOTHES THIEF & SAM THE SPEEDING BULLET

    LEAVE A LITTLE BEHIND

    SUICIDE SUCKS

    HABIB & THE HIDDEN GO-CART

    THAT QUARTER HURT

    HIT-N-RUN

    LOST AND FOUND

    THE TERRIBLE TORNADO

    CHANEL #5

    THE DOCK DISASTER

    ONE BLOODY FINGER

    OUCH

    CAT BE GONE

    ROCKS AWAY

    BASKETBALL BRAT

    SURPRISE, SURPRISE

    WHEN CROAKER CROKED

    AFTER SCHOOL ACTIVITIES

    BASKETBALL BLOOPER

    BOOBIE BLOOPER

    GUNS & GRENADES—SAVED BY A MISFIRE

    BEACH BARTER

    THE SNIPE HYPE

    FINGER NICKIN’ GOOD

    POPCORN BALLS & HALLOWEEN CANDY

    WHAT A LIFE!

    ATTACK OF THE GUINEA PIG

    DITCHIN’ FOR FISHIN’

    HITCH HIKIN’

    ONE CRAZY CATCH

    THE LOGGED POLE

    BIG BOYS ON THE BLOCK

    ONE TOUGH COOKIE

    DEAD IN VIETNAM

    EGGIN’ THE COUNSELOR ON

    PAY BACKS A FISH!

    THE FAKE GUN MISTAKE

    THE HIDDEN POT

    HANDS UP-YOU’RE BUSTED

    THE NON-FISHING NARCS

    CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT

    THE BARBITUATE THAT KILLED

    MY LUCKY DAY

    TRAGEDY IN LAKEWOOD

    TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL

    MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE

    THE COMMITMENT

    TAKEN IN TIJUANA

    BUSTED AT THE BORDER

    DODGER FANS DON’T SMOKE DOPE

    JOY RIDING CHICKS

    LUCKY TO BE ALIVE

    THE JOINT THAT SAVED OUR LIVES

    GORGEOUS

    CAUGHT SMOKIN’ IN VEGAS

    THE CHRONIC COUGH

    FRIGHT IN FLIGHT

    ROAD RAGE

    THE POLICE MADE ME DO IT!

    FENDER BENDER

    DRINKING & DRIVING

    GOOFIN’ TO THE GRAVE

    SAILING IN THE PACIFIC

    FLASH FLOOD FRENZY

    TROUBLE IN PARADISE

    STUCK ON THE TRACKS

    BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE

    DON’T GO THERE

    DITCHIN’ WITH A’s

    A TEARFUL LESSON

    DADDY KNOWS BEST

    LOST AND FOUND

    GET BACK . . . JACK

    BUTTERMILK BLUES

    THE LOBSTER FEAST

    THE UFO ENCOUNTER

    BIKER’S BEWARE

    SLEEPING IN DANGER

    HIT BY A CAR

    BOATERS BEWARE

    ALL CHOKED UP

    THE SHAKEDOWN

    THE DISEASE THAT ROBS

    ALL JOKED UP

    PLUMMED UP

    DIAMOND DAMSEL

    THE FUNNY BONE

    DAMAGED BY DISHONESTY

    THE BIG LESSON

    WOW!

    ATTACK OF THE HEART

    ONE HONEST MAN

    ONE IN FIVE

    HORSING AROUND

    THE CHOSEN ONE

    ALL IN THE HEART

    A GOOD DEED

    ROCK ON

    PERSISTENCE PAYS

    FLOORED BY GUM

    THE FREE-B

    RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

    WHAT A PARTY!

    HOWIE CHOSE ME . . .

    INVENTION ROYALTIES HOW TO MAKE IT HAPPEN

    PLINKIN’ THE WORLD

    MARKETING EXPERIENCE

    INVENTING STORIES

    FOOTOP

    I WAS A GOVERNMENT LICENSED MEDICAL-MARIJUANA SALESMAN BUSTED BY THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT

    KNOCK KNOCK

    CUSTOMER LETTERS

    DEDICATION

    I dedicate this book to my lovely daughter, Romi Sue Aronov, who for countless days devoted her precious free time away from her family to make sure that my book was created and completed in the proper format for publishing. Thank you Romi Sue for all your hard work and devotion. Dad loves you.

    I also dedicate this book to all the sick people in the world that died from terrible diseases and were not allowed to use this great drug, Medical-Marijuana to enhance their lives and ease their pain. May the Medical-Marijuana movement win the right for the fight of the people of this great nation.

    THE SPECIAL BIRTH

    It all started July 10, 1952 . . . beep, beep, beep, . . .This child is not going to make it said the doctor. He is breach and 2 months early. Suddenly out popped Michael David Aronov, a beautiful 5 lb. 8oz. baby boy. The doctor and my parents were amazed. I had blue eyes the color of the sky; my hair was blond like boot wax, and my face was as smooth as silk. What a miracle. My parents knew right then that I was going to be a special child. My brother Steve was born two years earlier with no complications. Then two years later came my sister, Kathy. Now our family was complete. We grew up in Norwalk, California, close to Disneyland and Knott’s Berry Farm, and 12 miles from the beaches. What luck since my grandparents migrated from Austria with a Russian background and were of the Jewish religion.

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    This is the house that we lived in as I was growing up in Norwalk, California.

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    This is a family portrait taken when I was about 8 years old.

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    This is my brother Steve, myself, and my sister Kathy.

    THE LODGED PEANUT

    My first close call came when I was years old. I was at my grandparent’s house in Pomona, California. I was eating peanuts out of a bowl on the table when I went over to my uncle Jim and we began to wrestle around. All of a sudden I started choking. A peanut had become lodged in my lung. All I can remember was that I couldn’t breathe. I began to panic and gasp for air. My parents immediately rushed me to the nearest hospital. Unfortunately, this hospital was not equipped with the technology needed to remove the peanut, which was lodged in my lung. My parents didn’t think I was going to make it. The decision was made to rush me to the Children’s Hospital in Los Angeles. I remember lying flat on a table in the operating room. The doctor placed a white cloth over my nose and mouth. It had Ether on it, which quickly put me to sleep. I woke up a little later and realized that I could breath again. The doctors had successfully removed the peanut.

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    This is my brother Steve and I when I was three, right around the time that I choked on the peanut.

    THE LITTLE FINGER IN THE RINGER

    Two years earlier, my brother Steve wasn’t so lucky. My mother was at grandma’s house washing clothes when Steve slipped out the back door as mother went in the front door. He snuck into the garage and grabbed some clothing that was in the washing machine. He had watched our mother wash clothes before, so he decided to take a shirt and try to put it through the ringer like he remembered mom doing. Suddenly his hand had become lodged in the ringer along with the shirt. He was in so much shock that he was unable to cry for help. His thumb and index finger were squeezed beyond repair. The next-door neighbor saw this happen from her yard, but did nothing to help little Steve. By this time, our mother noticed that he was missing, but it was too late. When she realized what had happened, she immediately rushed Steve to the hospital. They had to remove Steve’s thumb and finger. This was a traumatizing situation for my brother. He spent several weeks in the hospital and was given many shots every day to minimize pain and infection. Soon after, Steve learned to adjust, and he now uses his hand as if it never happened. My sister Kathy was lucky; she never had to personally experience any trauma like this.

    LEFT OUT IN THE COLD

    The next thing that I can remember was when I was 5 years old and in Kindergarten. I was having problems taking my naps and I was constantly disturbing other children around me. My teacher, Mrs. Carton, sent me outside to sit on the bench behind the classroom. Two hours later, the school day was over, but I was still sitting there. I was keeping myself occupied by spitting on the ground in front of the bench that I was sitting on. A whilelater my mother came to the school to see if I was still there since I had never arrived home. As she walked into my classroom, Mrs. Carton jumped up and said, Oh my God, he is outside on the bench. I had him go out there at naptime because he was disturbing the other children. I forgot all about him. I am so sorry. Mrs. Carton felt so bad, that for the rest of the year she treated me like a King.

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    This is where I was left after school was out for disturbing the class in Kindergarten.

    HAPPY THE LION

    One year my brother got a dog for his Birthday. I was only about 5 years old at the time. The dog’s breed was a Collie. We named him Happy Birthday because we got him on my brother’s birthday. We called him Happy for short. He was a great dog and was very protective of the family. During the summer time when it was hot, my dad would shave the hair off of Happy’s tail, leaving a puffy ball of hair at the tip of his tail. He would also shave Happy’s body, leaving a bushy mane of hair around his neck, like a lion. When our friends would come over to play, they thought Happy really was a lion. No one would mess around in our back yard; they would only take turns poking their heads over the fence to take a glimpse of Happy the lion. He was the talk of the town. One time Happy got out of the back yard and scared the neighbors half to death. From a distance they were convinced that Happy was a real lion. Another time when he got loose, my brother and I decided to follow him. Suddenly, we realized that we were quite far from home, and we were not sure where we were. We began to panic, but Happy saved the day. We held on to him mane and he led us all the way home. One summer, my dad built us an underground fort in the back yard. He dug a tunnel, and then lined it with cardboard. We would crawl into the tunnel and play all day because it was cool down there during the hot summer season. Happy would chase us from one end of the tunnel to the other, barking all the way. Happy was a lot of fun to have around. He was a great dog.

    DISNEYLAND DILEMMA

    I recall one year when I was about six. We had taken a family trip to Disneyland, which was the local amusement park. We were watching the different cartoon characters like Mickey, Minnie, and Pluto dance on the stage, when I reached up and tugged on Pluto’s pant leg to ask him a question. He was about seven feet tall. He leaned over, looking down at me, and all I could see was a wire screen, which was his costume ventilation, and breathing apparatus. Suddenly, I was squirted in the eyes with something that smelt like soap. I grabbed my face and fell to the ground; my eyes were burning furiously. Pluto had squirted me in the eyes with a squirt gun filled with soapy water. How could anyone, especially a cartoon character at Disneyland, do that to a curious little boy? I just wanted to ask him why his shoes were so big! It traumatized me. Now, every time I go to Disneyland with my kids, I remember that moment like it was yesterday.

    THE UNDESERVED SPANKING

    Once when I was seven, my mom’s friend Marion, who lived behind us, accused me of stealing plumbs off of her tree. She was so sure that I had stolen the plumbs that she took it upon herself to spank me. The only problem was that I didn’t do it. Once she found out, she felt so bad that every time I saw her she had a special treat for me. I never let her live it down.

    DOG GONE ECLAIRS

    I remember one time my mother had made chocolate eclairs for all the kids who were playing in the back yard that day. Mother was a wonderful cook. She had about 50 eclairs lined up on wax paper on the kitchen table. Mother realized she was out of milk, so we all jumped in our truck to go to the store to get some. The kitchen door had accidentally been left open a little. Happy pushed his way into the house and ate every one of the chocolate eclairs. He loved my mom’s cooking as much as we did. When we got home and realized what Happy had done, we were bummed out. We were really looking forward to those eclairs. My mother gave us some cookies with our milk instead and we were satisfied. Happy ended up with cancer, and passed away. Us kids were heartbroken. We had a funeral and invited all of the kids in the neighborhood, and we buried him in our back yard.

    THE BIG SMASH

    Growing up, we didn’t have much money, but mom and dad never let us know the difference. One Christmas my dad bought me a gas powered airplane that was connected to a wire. My dad took us to the school across the street to teach us how to fly it. The plane took off and went up into the air but suddenly came roaring back down to the ground and busted into several pieces. Dad felt real bad, but couldn’t afford to buy me another one. Instead, he took my metal toy tractor and put the plane’s engine on the front of it. We would start the engine and let it go, and it would chase

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