Hi Richard: Looking over our exchange as this has been recycled many months hence, I see I made an analogy to whiskey. Actually in my recolections, my father DID pour Guiness down my throat at a young age, for which, though I no longer have a liver that tolerates alcohol, I am still thankfull and in his debt. I am glad he was not charged for this, or other rotten abusive things he did, but just to set the record straight, well, the nice fellow did ply me with strong drink at an early age. On the other hand, thank God, he did not stuff ciggies in my gob, for which I am also thankful.
Well stay and ex-smoker, and don't hurt your friends who play music and wish to keep breathing. CHeers all, Larry