
If you are a child of the 1970′s like me, chances are you had relatives who smoked cigarettes around you. It was normal then. In my family, my dad (who later gave it up) and a few extended family members were smokers. It was normal to play in a smoke-filled room and I never thought anything of it. I was even a smoker myself for a few years. Then something happened…I grew up and started using my brain. (with what brain cells I had left)…
























