remember my quit day--Jan 1, 1963 - after 22 years (started when I was 15) of smoking - up to 3 & even4 packs a day (what would that cost today?
). I lay on the couch watching bowl games and eating nuts and drinking quarts of sodas. The following morning I so disparately wanted a cigarette but stayed the course. Then on Thursday after a day taking depositions of doctors at Rochester, MN, met the other lawyers and doctors for a great steak supper with drinks and died as I watched them smoke cigars and cigarettes. But I stayed the course. Even today, 46 years later, when I have that first cup of coffee in the morning, I can still taste that first cigarette. Stay off them forever.
