Remember, "more doctors smoke Camels than any other cigarette."
Remember, "more doctors smoke Camels than any other cigarette."
Both my doc and my dentist back in the fifties smoked like a house afire. Dentist did smoke Camels. He'd cut them in half with a scalpel, and he'd smoke one half in an FDR-like cigarette holder while he awaited the timer to ring after applying fluoride/antiseptic (obviously a commie) after cleaning my teeth. Ol' Doc Roach always lit up a Lucky when he'd sit at his desk to write out a scrip or make notes in my file.
Nobody much thought about it then. Hospital waiting rooms all had ashtrays, too.
Ralph Bellamy used to have a TV show called "Man Against Crime," at the end of which he used to announce that week's "gift Camels" which were being sent to VA hospitals around the nation.
Yes, I remember those days. Smoking was the norm then. Doctors offices, hospitals, waiting rooms, law offices, banks, department stores, etc. Everyone smoked. Most of my aunts & uncles smoked. My Mom & Dad didn't smoke. I smoked but I was never able to develop a real tobacco habit. Any time I smoked or used tobacco I would stop soon thereafter. These days I might treat myself to a pouch of chewing tobacco or an occasional pipe once in a while. That's about it.
I keep my 2 feet on the ground, and my head in the twilight zone.
Everybody in my family smoked, The parents of the kids I hung around with smoked, everybody on TV smoked. You had to smoke just to feel normal.![]()
True. I first started when I was either nine or ten. Used to walk to Saint Bernardine's School in the mornings. Passed by a GA store in front of which were usually a bunch of older kids who would dodge mass every morning. They all smoked. Peer pressure. Ol' man Schuman -- he owned the store -- would sell anyone a pack of cigarettes if they could get the money up on the counter. Hiding them was the big problem. Sen-Sen took care of the smell -- or so we thought.
By the time I hit high school in 1957, I was a thoroughly addicted nicotine junky. In the Army, the daily C-ration all contained a sample pack of four cigarettes to keep the spirit going, as well as food to keep the body going.
Built up over the years -- and I smoked EVERYTHING, including pipes and cigars -- until I went down on the xyl's office floor in 1995. Having a bunch of firemen pounding on you, chucking headache inducing pills down your throat and trying to suffocate you with a mask is an eye-opening experience. Had I not been confined to an ICU for a week or so, I would never have managed to quit. That brief "de-tox" and the terror of facing the exit were what I needed to do it. Even then, it was not easy.
Pretty much the same deal with Kath. After the heart attack she spent a week in the hospital, then months on light duty. She said if not for the heart attack, she probably would still be smoking.
Success! Congrats OM.
My Dad told me the story behind "I'd walk a mile for a Camel".....
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