Thursday, July 26, 2012
chickens and tobacco
The golden laced polish chicks are getting their top knots and beards.
We have a breeze this morning. It makes the day seem cooler even if it isn't.
Betty posted a photo of John Moore and that made me think of the time john came to visit daddy and he tried to give daddy 3 packs of cigarettes, daddy was smoking Bull Derham . roll your own. daddy said no and John threw the 3 packs of cigarettes in the back seat of our car. daddy didn't see this so Richard and me took the cigarettes and hide them under the manger in the barn we intended to go back and get them later. we went back and they were gone. I guess the rats carried them off. Richard and I had the tobacco craving early. Perhaps it stemmed from chewing grandpa Gladdy's tobacco in his cellar.
Betty said Larry said if he knew he only had 6 months to live he would go back to smoking. I understood his way of thinking. You don't ever get rid of the craven for tobacco. It just gets to where you don't crave them
with such intensity A person could go back to it at the drop of the hat.
The trouble to going back to smoking is you can hardly breath and yet you can't die.