Considering all of the body parts my mother had to have removed over the years due to ill health from smoking, anyone who was around her would be insane not to get the idea that smoking is bad for you. It annoyed me as a kid to have to sit next to her at the dinner table where the ubiquitous burning cigarette was in the tray between us. She smoked in our bedrooms even when we asked her not to. "It's my house, I'll smoke where I want." This from a woman who was a MSW working with abused children.

I was a "second-hand smoker" for 19 years until I could get out of there and breathe some clean air. We fought over it for years, and it was an issue that was never resolved before her death. Even though she had to quit cold turkey when the dacron arteries were surgically run from her abdomen to her legs so she wouldn't lose both legs to Buerger's Disease (may be a misplaced vowel in that spelling), she still defended the smoker's right to smoke where they wanted.

SRS