Harry and I met during our junior year of college at IUP in the fall of 1993. He, a marketing major, and I, an English education major, ended up in the same Spanish II class.
This was the final post I made on my old blog exactly one year ago. Today is anniversary #19, and we are still going strong and smoke free…
We were blissful newlyweds of merely three months when my husband Harry revealed that he planned to quit smoking after Super Bowl Sunday in 1998. What?! He never even mentioned this major life decision to me. He never talked about quitting before.
“Really? You’re giving up the smokes?” I incredulously asked.
“Yep. I’ve been at it for over a decade. It’s time,” he said. Continue reading “Quitting Smoking: Go Home, Packers!”