Further to Keith’s, LIFE — he goes into a lot of detail about his friendship and times with Gram. It includes a lot of detail of their drug dalliances.. I don’t know if Keith remembers this one…We were in San Francisco at the Mark Hopkins Hotel ( I believe) and I got a call from Keith to come to his suite, immediately. I rushed up to his room and he and Gram called out to me to come into the bedroom. In the bedroom was a large four poster bed with these large wooden posts on each corner. Keith stood next to one of the posts and said, “Ronnie, look!” and then he lifted his left arm up with his right arm and swung his left arm like a baseball bat, into the wooden post. “I can’t feel a thing!” Gram did the same and they both said they were freaked as they had no feeling in their arms. Yet they kept saying, “Look” and kept smashing them into the post.. I got a doctor and the doctor client privilege takes over as I didn’t hear anything else about it and they both seemed fine the next day.. It is still one of the wildest things I have ever seen.















