Yeah, the first milestone for me was "When cigarettes go over $1/pack, I'm going to quit".
Just sad, in retrospect.....
Just sad, in retrospect.....
Got me to thinking... So many folks smoked "back then".. Then why are these same people still alive and threatening my SS checks in the next 16+ years? LOL
Seriously.. Second hand smoke then was walking into Any place.. We didn't keel over from the Second hand exposure, and many of us took to 1st hand..
Which is why most of us are vaping now...
Yeah, the first milestone for me was "When cigarettes go over $1/pack, I'm going to quit".
Just sad, in retrospect.....
Yeah, my Daddy said that every step of the way up in price too, until he got some fierce indefinable raging infection they loosely diagnosed as "pleurisy" and lost the majority of one lung. Amazingly, he lived for 20 more years...largely crippled, but he lived.
...Cigs were .40 a pack when I started. I'd just buy them from the cigarette machine right in front of the grocery store. I was 12.
I remember picking up cartons for $2.15 at the PX in Italy. When I was 14 years old...
We had a smoking area at the high schools I went to in the States.
Anyone else remember military C Rations with the little mini packs of smokes in them?
+1
I remember my dad would send me up for a pack of camels, a bottle of orange juice and a bottle of vodka. the guy at the liquor store used to say, here ya go Billy, say hi to your dad for me. i think a pack was like 60 cents or so. at this time you also paid more for 100's because they had more TOB in them lol
back then we would cut grass for money. pumping gas into a gal plastic milk jug lol
I remember the doctor who gave me stitches having to put his cigarette out on his desk
Yeah, the first milestone for me was "When cigarettes go over $1/pack, I'm going to quit".
Just sad, in retrospect.....
My mom weakly raged about "one more cig price hike and I'll stop" all the way until age 53, when, most likely, a combination of menopause pharmaceuticals with her 2.5-pack a day habit (which had been shown to dramatically increase cardiovascular events) dropped her with an aneurism, she never regained consciousness and therefore nobody got to say good-bye...well, we said it, but all medical indications were that her brain was dead about 30 minutes after she hit the floor.
So I guess really, both my parents quit smoking...it's like that morbid old joke, "EVERYBODY quits smoking eventually."
I wish they had had vapes back then, I could have done with having parents a little longer.
Oh, and my Grandpa shuffled off this mighty coil when I was only 8, following his fourth heart attack. (Yes, fourth.) That's the one that stopped HIS smoking...
I miss them all.
One of my dearest friends had a massive aneurism at 60, survived the surgery, but was brain dead,,,,,,,,
pretty much the same issue.
She's the reason I vape today,,,,,,
omgosh, I remember saying that,,,,,,,
and I did quit,,,,,,,,,,,and started again,,,,,,,,and quit again,,,,,,,,and started again,,,,,,
Ha, yup. That looks like maybe the late 60s? (Not sure...do you know?)
In the 70s there were cigs everywhere...and I do mean EVERYwhere. Doctors smoked in their offices, teachers smoked in the teacher's lounge and our science teachers smoked in the little mini-storage room that separated each of the lab rooms. My mom was present at every school concert in the back with her cig, among all the other moms with their cigs...she always felt put out when she couldn't smoke in clothing stores at the mall because of the fire hazard, she had to actually leave the store and smoke right outside it in the main part of the mall.
People smoked while pumping their own gas, they puffed away walking the grocery store aisles. Parents smoked in the school parking lot, they weren't allowed to bring their cigs into the school, now THAT would have been unheard of, LOL. Although of course the fact always annoyed all the parents...I remember people going from smoking anywhere in the movie theater, to smoking "just in the back three rows," and I remember the strange irony and uselessness of "smoking sections" at the back of an airplane, LOL...yeah, huge help there...
I remember the first restaurants to offer "smoking" and "non-smoking" sections, to separate those was considered amazingly forward-thinking and fashionable.
I can't tell you how many times as a child I had a hole burned into some part of me as I went to hug an adult...and of course the adult telling me I "should have watched out." I must have a hundred pictures of our parents hugging us with lit cigs half an inch from our hair. I remember hoping Daddy wouldn't fall asleep without putting out the cig he had lit as a "last smoke of the evening" in bed.
And finally, yes, rows and rows of cigs for the grabbing at every counter of countless stores.
Those were the days...yikes...
ETA: Oh, and I remember buying cigs for my mother when I was like 8 and the nice man saying it was okay because they were for my mother. She didn't have her makeup on and she felt all a mess or whatever so she sent me along out on my bike across town for them with a couple quarters in my pocket to pay for them plus a quarter to buy myself a treat...this probably happened two or three times.