Now boys, this is not an excuse but a history and observation.
I can remember the war years, the declared war years, living on a dairy with my grandfather, grandmother and mother--my dad was in the service.
The folks would sit on the back porch in the evening-daylight savings time-I was all of 2-3-4 yrs. The folks would smoke and drink tha black. My G-daddy rolled his own, no filters, and thump em into the yard. I would pick em up and take a puff off the butts.
My mother knew I smoked before I knew that she knew.
I came to smoking honestly, a culture, something not scorned.
Am I endangering my health? Why sure, just as my weight does, or eating white bread or red meat. Excuse? Well you have to take it the way you want.
Now, when I win the lottery, the first thing i am gonna do is open a cafe, not a restaurant, a cafe. Everbody that smokes can sit inside and drink coffee. Tha folks that don't smoke, don't like smoke, don't want to be around smoke can sit on the porch--north side in winter and south side in summer.
Vengance is mind said the Lord--I said you folks can sit outside.
Blessings
