[Jackknife]

During WWII, my Daddy was on the front lines. He smoked and drank whatever he could get hold of to smoke or drink. He quit after he got out of that high stress (to put it mildly) situation. Meantime, facing death a lot of the time, he didn't fear riding German motorcycles with the lights out down mountain roads, smoking and drinking cognac

See post # 85.

[groanup]

The smoking lamp is lit in Iraq. I a m going to send a carton.