I could say the same thing. My parents, 3 of 4 grandparents, and all my aunts and uncles smoked. All my parents' friends smoked. Of course they smoked in the house, around the table while we played board games, in the car with us. I remember my Girl Scout leaders smoking at our meetings. Not surprisingly, my one non-smoking grandmother outlived everyone else in her generation.
As you say, it just "was" life for those of us born in the 60s and 70s. As a child, I remember thinking I'd have to smoke when I grew up ... and I already vaguely knew I didn't want to do it, but I assumed it was a requirement.
I've never understood why people think smoking looks cool.
Agree. When my high school students talk about whether they smoke, they don't mean tobacco. It's been years since I smelled cigarette smoke on students' coats.
That's a pretty outrageous idea. I'm not comparing anything to anything ... but I will say that my life has been negatively affected by secondhand smoke. All us kids were constantly sick with lung-related this-or-that growing up, and I've lost track of how many times I've had pneumonia. Secondhand smoke really did hurt those of us who grew up with it.
Two things can be true; we don't have to evaluate which is worse.