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I’m almost 70. In my life, I smoked one cigarette, didn’t like it, and didn’t do it again. I figure, back in the ‘70s I smoke my share of marijuana and stopped before I got married. I haven’t had a desire to smoke it since. I don’t even drink anymore.
My brother, however, is still at it. 50+ years of smoking that stuff, I’m surprised he’s in fairly good shape.

I’m not in favor of it being legal but it is what it is…..

I was the only one, out of 5 other people in my family who didn't smoke, and I'm the only one left. I couldn't stand the smell of the smoke, and the smell of dirty ashtrays made me gag as a kid. Somehow I missed getting sucked into being a smoker. In grammar school, I could always tell my mother was in the audience when I sang with the choir, because she had a recognizable cough.

My father died of lung cancer at 73. My second-oldest sister, and my mother both died of lung cancer at the age 69. My only brother died of a massive heart attack at 51, and my oldest sister, who had been an alcoholic most of her life, and lived in institutions for the majority of her adult life, died of a stroke in 2014 at the age of 74. Had she been living on the street, she never would have lived that long. I'm the only one to have made it past 74. My only goal now is to not outlive my kids. My youngest son, age 53 is a colon cancer survivor. Just got his 5 year clearance, and the dumb ass still smokes.