Maybe when I was 5 from my erroneous step cousin in the trees of the Catholic Church in Canton? Or from the disenfranchised sk8tr boys that I ran all over town with, skating, kissing, breaking things? Or maybe from my mother and every one else who smoked in the 70s? Or from one of the "cool" church groups I joined, where it was okay to smoke a little of anything as long as you only dated within the church?
This isn't really about smoking, is it?