Smoke 'em if ya got 'em. I smoked my last cigarette at the tender age of twelve years. As I remember, it was a filtered Old Gold and I enjoyed it in our great tree house with the gang, behind the ESSO gas station and away from meddling moms and dads. These days, I might enjoy a pipe during an evening fire while camping or a fine cigar on a very special occasion, but that's about it. And that tree house and the crazy times of youth, well, they're a million miles in my rear view. Not the way I'd like it to be all the time, but it's just the way it is.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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Smoke 'em if ya got 'em. I smoked my last cigarette at the tender age of twelve years. As I remember, it was a filtered Old Gold and I enjoyed it in our great tree house with the gang, behind the ESSO gas station and away from meddling moms and dads. These days, I might enjoy a pipe during an evening fire while camping or a fine cigar on a very special occasion, but that's about it. And that tree house and the crazy times of youth, well, they're a million miles in my rear view. Not the way I'd like it to be all the time, but it's just the way it is.
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An interesting shot...
ReplyDeleteI think a smoker will find his favourites there...
You're very lucky that you didn't get hooked on them since they're so addictive. Terrible habit! I don't like the smell of cigarettes, but I don't mind cigar smoke. Reminds me of my father.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I could afford to smoke these days.
ReplyDeleteThis is something I've never seen! Very cool post, both photo and words.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how anyone can afford to smoke. Like you I gave them up a long time ago.
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