I wish my father could give it up. He’s in his mid-60s, and has been smoking since his early teens. We’re blessed that he is still with us, and it amazes me that he is in such great shape. He’s got a lot more energy than I do, that’s for sure, something that I’m hoping to rectify with the new workout regimen I started last week. It’s been challenging not to overdo it and get muscle aches. So far, so good.
Congratulations to Dave for three smokeless years.
