All I remember from the 60s-early 70s was some dry ass weed full of seeds. I'd get a colander, sift out all the seeds and roll joints with those thick old papers. I don't remember the smell, the high or the name. I remember some weed me and a friend bought on the university campus one day when we were skipping school, went in the bathroom, smoked some and nothing. Absolutely nothing. Got my hands on some better stuff when I went off to college, though. But I can't recall any memorable pot highs from college. Acid and shrooms, yes, but pot no.
I didn't smoke but a few times during the 80s and 90s. So after around 20 years of not smoking, I certainly remember the first time I smoked some West Coast Humboldt County kind bud in 2005 with a girlfriend; we sat on the front porch and watched the sun set. Now this was in a particularly flat part of TX, so when the sun set, it set all over the horizon. It was glorious; I don't think I'd ever been high like that: a smooth, robust, calm high. I was hooked again.
I love the technology of cannabis and cannabis equipment today. I mean, I kinda miss being in a bind and having to make a pipe with a toilet paper roll, some aluminum foil and a pin, but I ain't gonna try to re-create the experience.
Whoda thunk I'd end up growing my own and making concentrates....