Ricky Jackson had done it all, primarily along with his crew. He started drinking beer at the tender age of 14, moved on to marijuana and on occasion shot "joogie," or heroin, with his friends. But his friends kept on shooting joogie, and Ricky didn't particularly like the feel of being "comatose." But he found other highs on the streets of D.C.: Angel Dust; "Luv Boat" or Pcp; Dilaudids or "Ds;" Preludin/Bam. By the time he decided to try crack cocaine, all of his heroin-addicted friends were long dead. And he would be dead too, if he kept up the use of crack. _x000D__x000D_On a final, near fatal "voyage" on Pcp, called "Dippers" by this time, Ricky tripped back over all of the highs he had experienced in life, and in an almost mystical sojourn, he wrenched himself free from a lifetime of varietal drug use. His near fatalistic voyage had at last ended.