I smoked cigarettes from 1968 ( 21 y.o.) to November 29, 1982 at 11:59 PM. ( 35 y.o. ) . I had tried cutting back, low tar brands, pipes, etc... Finally just decided to quit cold turkey as a birthday gift to myself, and a gift to the daughter we were expecting the following June. I still miss it occasionally. Ironically if I walk out onto the deck on a beautiful clear morning and take a nice deep breath of fresh air,...the next thought is ... a cigarette would sure taste good. But I don't do it. My crutch is now water. A few mouthfuls and the urge goes away.