My Mom (registered nurse) was practically a chain smoker and she and my Dad smoked Camels (they did eventually switch to Camels filtered). I remember the back seat of our Buick, my Grandma sitting next to me smoking Viceroys (which stunk the worst for some reason) and my Dad and Mom up from with the Camels. It was 20 degrees out, and I got yelled at for rolling the window down because I couldn’t breathe. I don’t know how I didn’t get cancer from the second hand smoke.