It’s funny how something as simple as a piece of trash can give me pause. I was getting out of my car at Walmart in Moundsville recently when I spotted it. It wasn’t hard to miss as it was literally placed at my feet.

There it was — an empty package of Marlboro Lights cigarettes. I recognized the package immediately. After all, it was the brand of cigarettes I once smoked.

It’s been over 40 years since I quit the dirty, unhealthy habit. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed smoking, as did many of my friends and family members back in the 1970s. However, I wanted to start a family, and I had to do it smoke free.

It wasn’t easy to give them up. That nicotine craving is one tough cookie, but I simply threw them in the trash and haven’t looked back. It doesn’t mean that on occasion I don’t think a

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