My great-grandfather died at age 71 of lung cancer. He smoked.
My grandfather died at age 66 of lung cancer. He smoked.
My father died at age 61 of lung cancer. He smoked.
Do you see a pattern here?
Twenty-five years ago today, I crushed out my last cigarette at two seconds to midnight. I haven’t had so much as a puff since.
In three and a half months I’ll be 56.