Remembering the 1970s
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I was one of those people. The best was when you got upgraded. First class on domestic flights had three rows and the back one was smoking.
It’s so hard to imagine that now yet I lived through it.
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I was one of those people too.
I smoked on my London trip as a 14 yr old.
Nobody cared.
Except my uncle/ MS history teacher in charge of our group
when he busted me.It was a 747 and smoking was allowed in the upstairs lounge.
I smoked on planes all the time.
Looking back it should have been illegal.
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I remember those cheap pedestal ashtrays at our doctors office!
I also remember seeing audience members smoking on the Phil Donahue show in the 70s. This may have been before he went national (he started in Dayton and we lived in Ohio).
Sometimes a burst of exhaled smoke would go right in the way of the camera and they’d switch to another camera angle.
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I was not particularly anti-smoking back in the 60-70s. That’s just the way it was - all the cool people smoked and I didn’t. This was not the first example of me not being cool. I was exposed to a lot of secondhand smoke in college but I don’t think much of it was tobacco.
Then there was my first assignment at my first full-time job as an auditor with a public accounting firm in 1974. At a client, I was stuck in a small cramped office with two chain smokers all day for several weeks. Maybe three packs a day each?
I came home every day feeling sick and I wasn’t even sure why at first. by the time the assignment was over I was ready to burn all the clothes I had worn into that office. I was not a professional medical researcher, but I started to develop a theory that smoking wasn’t good for me.
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I'd forgotten half of this stuff...
https://www.buzzfeed.com/jennaguillaume/1970s-life-in-photos
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A smoking section in a restaurant is much like a peeing section in a swimming pool.
Was smoking in a ski shop in Aspen in the 70s. A young woman made a sound of disgust while staring at me. That helped me quit. -
A smoking section in a restaurant is much like a peeing section in a swimming pool.
Was smoking in a ski shop in Aspen in the 70s. A young woman made a sound of disgust while staring at me. That helped me quit.
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