jerryc41 wrote:
Years ago, my father quit smoking. I went for a visit, and we were taking a train from Long Island into Manhattan. As much as I hated doing it, I walked to a "smoking" car so he could smoke. He asked me why I chose that car because he no longer smoked. I had forgotten, so we moved to a "clean" car.
I was a commuter but even when I smoked…I quit about forty years ago…I couldn’t handle the smoking cars. Horrible!!!