The year I found drugs in my Halloween candy

Just had a random Halloween memory jogged by spooky season. In the "Just Say No" days, the Partnership for a Drug-Free America gave my elementary school these red comprehensive booklets to teach parents and children about different drugs, their nicknames, and their effects (instead of, "You, all right... I learned it from watching you!") I must have been in first or second grade and read that booklet cover to cover a few times. It was also the heydey of Halloween drugs panic, because we knew all the pushers who weren't giving us free, full baggies of pills through the school's chainlink fence were hiding them in our treat buckets. When I was eight or so, and my mother found me incredibly upset after I found a generous handful of Mary Jane candies given to me by my elderly neighbor across the street. A sweet old lady giving me... drugs! My mom has to explain it was peanut butter taffy and not marijuana, despite what the booklet told me. She still made me toss them though, because she was afraid I'd break my teeth on them 😂