I began working on this story, unbeknownst to me, my freshman year of college at Western Kentucky University in 2001. I was working on my first photo essay and the subject went to get some cocaine. After snorting it with some friends, they said they knew it was actually crank by the high that it gave them. I had no idea what crank was and was actually kind of disappointed. Little did I know that was part of the upswing of the methamphetamine culture that would move in and take much of Midwest into an iron grip of addiciton.
I finished this story my last semester in college for my Advanced Photojournalism class.