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ORIGINALLY WRITTEN JOEL KLAASSEN
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We just passed another national “Great American Smokeout” day, last Thursday. Sponsored by the American Cancer Society, the event is intended to encourage folks to give up smoking cigarettes for a day or at least smoke less. The event is now in its 25th year.


Quitting smoking is not an easy thing to do. Many have done it, and many have struggled with it for years. The reason: One becomes addicted to the nicotine that is in the cigarettes.


How do I know? Because I smoked for eight years and had a hard time quitting. My smoking experience started in college-when you try a few just to see what it’s like. Before you know it, your body starts craving those things.


And no one can tell you to give it up. It doesn’t work that way. You have to decide to give it up and then do it yourself.


And it is now laughable that I thought other people didn’t know I smoked, including my parents at first. The smell of smoke can’t be hidden.


Every one has his or her own story of how they quit and what they had to do to accomplish it.


Mine was to buy a new car at the age of 26 and vow not to ever smoke in it. It was May 7, 1972.


Having a young child in the house was another motivating factor for me. I went six years without a cigarette and then slipped into smoking again in 1978, off and on, and then quit again for good on Dec. 5, 1981 after a Colorado ski trip.


The best way to quit is to never start or even try it. I know many people who say they have never smoked, ever.


That is a good thing.



I am thankful this year for a loving family, an energetic and dedicated crew at the Free Press and a country that gives us opportunities to be whatever we have the courage and initiative to be.


And there is nothing better in the world than great big hugs from the two little boys that live in Atlanta, Ga.


Grandparents everywhere will know what I am talking about.

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