^ Yea my Dad (chain smoker ... and on one lung) took me aside when I was 15, and told me:

"You're old enough to smoke now. Do you want a cigarette?"

Boy, did I. I slid that Lucky Strike outta the package, put it to my lips, lit up, and took a deep breath. After all those commercials, I knew what to expect. Lasting, satisfying flavor!

It took me 15 minutes to stop coughing. I had bad asthma as a kid (hospitalization) and it almost triggered another attack.

"Cripes ... <cough> <cough> ... why do you smoke those things?!?"

"Wish I never started. You'll be smart if you don't."

Good advice. They finally killed him with a massive heart attack at 67. He was able to quit a lot of bad habits, including alcohol, but he never got that stink weed monkey off his back.

BTW ... Bogie died of esophageal cancer. That's linked to both smoking and drinking, and he did plenty of both.