No smoke without fire

I grew up in the midwest in the 1950s, when spanking was totally accepted by everyone. We got spankings at home, in school and from mom’s friends (women) and her sister.

I remember one occasion when my brother Mark and I were eight and nine (I was the elder). We were in the woods behind our house and we had cigarettes we had taken from our mother’s pack to try. They made us sick.

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