On Apr 11, 2013, at 7:53 AM, Richard Williamson <[email protected]> wrote:
> My family has been remarkably resistant to cancer in its many forms. > My grandpa Jack died in his '90s after smoking for 83 years (12-95), > died from liver failure. Also, when he was in his 70s, he fell off > the hay rack in his barn and broke his back, and lie there, smoking, > until his wife came out to yell at him for missing dinner. About six > months later he sent my dad a wonderful card thanking him for a recent > visit, and by the way could he borrow $800 because he'd gotten his > physical therapist pregnant... Jack was a bit of a kidder, and my dad > (other than saying "My dad is a *$(## teenager") never said whether he > was kidding or not. And this being Jack... could a been, could a > been. > > What prevented my brother and me from starting smoking, however, was > going to relatives' houses for Thanksgiving/Christmas/etc dinners, > walking into the front room, and /not being able to see the far wall > for the smoke/. <-- slight hyperbole, but closer to true, than not. > > Both my parents have had heart attacks, both have stopped smoking. > > > rip > Sometimes it's genetic roulette and hitting the double 0. My mother smoked for 72 years, despite every attempt to keep her from smoking. At age 93, she got a tumor on her lung which quickly spread to her brain and she passed 90 days later. So my brother and I are talking after and in the one moment of shared grim humor he says, 'Well, I guess the smoking finally caught up withe her." Unless you wan to play genetic roulette, don't smoke cigarettes. Best,R.E.F. ---- www.crydee.com Never attribute to malice what can satisfactorily be explained away by stupidity.
