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« Last post by Athan on March 16, 2025, 07:50:59 PM »
Was leaving the Tractor Supply this weekend after spending too much $$ when I ran into a terrible sight. An old man was outside smoking. He was on oxygen, the familiar nasal feed tubes there on his face, supplying him with supplemental O2 because the years of smoking had so ravaged his lungs that they were no longer capable of sustaining life at the normal atmospheric levels of ~ 20%. And he was smoking. This is the quintessential man who will quit tomorrow. I was starkly aware that I was 2,630 days clean. I asked him if I could take his picture. He asked me why. I told him honestly that I had quit nicotine with some Friends, my day count, and that I wanted to share his picture with them. He said OK. For those of you who received it - his name is Bill. I don’t think he’ll be around much longer. It is indeed no small thing to be free of nicotine. I am reminded of it frequently though no so starkly as with Bill.