I don't find it low, if looking at cancer overall. Maybe they were talking about "lung cancer"? If you think about it we seem to have as much other cancer...breast cancer, colon cancer, pancreas cancer, those are not from smoking, they're from EATING. Our food goes through most of those organs, I contend that it's in the food. Do you think it would be these strange lards they replace fat with the extend the shelf life? Or is it some of the other GMO B#!!$#!T the FDA is fine with us putting into our bodies, even to the point that they don't need to tell us what 20% of what is in the food has in it... This is exactly why I said, we don't know what they did to the tobacco here, they took the concept from the Native Americans and ended up taxing it out of greed, the same way they did with alcohol. IMO, we've f#@$'d up on those 2 decisions. Alcohol and tobacco ended up killing more people than most anything, and for all we know they could be using GMO tobacco for combating insects, or producing bigger crops. This is not to mention the salt peter put into cigarettes...there's the crux of the problem, we can't even be sure we have good quality tobacco that isn't causing the problems. I digress...
What does the top of that canister look like? I'm not sure if that is the type that my Grandmother stored ****ons in or not. I thought it had some green on the can, but can't remember. It was red based I think...it doesn't matter actually, was just curious, bringing back childhood memories at my Grandmother's house as a kid...
Alls I have in left this realm is a few old Joe Camel tins from the 80s and this one pressed tin sign from the 90s. Wish I had a pic of the old Zig Zag neon I had..
Wow, thanks for posting that pic, I saw your message! I'm not sure, it's possible, but I remember a narrower neck under the knob portion. The reason the ****on canister had meaning to me is that my Grandfather did smoke a pipe, but I'm not sure for how long. He originally had a dry cleaning business, but sometime during the late 50s the Teamsters beat him up and he was on the news in the Los Angeles area, his nose was all bloodied with cuts on his face...my Grandmother made him close the cleaners, and he bought a liquor store by the GM plant in Southeast L.A. (adding some car content) My Grandfather had cancer of the vocal chords and had to go through chemo, it was pretty brutal in those days...but he could still talk after they were done, a bit ho****, but he could still talk. My Grandmother got me to quit smoking tobacco when I was about 20, so a couple years after I graduated high school, she had been diagnosed with cancer of the lymph nodes...which as I understand it is basically in your entire body. She didn't even smoke or drink, what a lady, everybody loved here where she went...she was very talkative and friendly like me. Of course none of those things, like the ****on canister, meant anything to their own kids, they only were concerned with fighting over their money. She put a few things in her will for me, but I was never given them, so be it. One thing I did get from her that used to be my Grandfather's is a 50s Contour recliner lounge chair, he used to sit on it and smoke his pipe. After work he would take a bath and my Grandmother would lay out his pajamas and slippers for him. She would serve him dinner on a nice TV tray, and he would sit on the end of the Contour and watch TV while he ate. Then he would watch TV and fall to sleep in the Contour. It's a really cool chair, I don't have any pics though...but it was white vinyl with br*** ****ons, and my Grandmother had it refinished in some decorative cloth which is kinda torn up now, and the two rear wooden legs are broken. In my first house, in my early 20s I would sit in it and put the broken legs laying under it, it would still recline...it was made out of wood and has 4 arched legs and a wooden handle to allow the chair to basically slide and recline...great for sleeping! LOL I used smoke cannabis in a Sherlock Holmes style meerschaum gourd pipe in the chair of my first house, but my Grandfather had a bunch of briar style, with semi curved stems. My Grandmother got a newer electrical Contour, which she will'd to me, and that's one thing I never got, my <cough> Aunt kept it. Sorry for the long winded reply, don't have anything better to do... EDIT: Looking again, that could be the canister, I need to look at some vintage tobacco canister images on google.
I remember as a kid calling the local A&P grocery store and asking , "Do you have Sir Walter Raleigh in a can?" Lady: on the phone, "Yes we do" Me: "you better let him out he will suffocate in that can" As a kid in the rural South that's about as exciting as it can get, we also learned that it only worked one time with the same store. The last time we called them they said they had let him out a few weeks ago. HRP
I remember calling the bowling alley and asking if they had ten pound balls. The guy just hung up on us. They'd already heard that one....
Ashtrays were great advertising, and a lot of places had a replacement budget, as they counted on customers taking them and spreading their exposure farther than the local area. Breweries, distilleries and tobacco companies got a lot of bang for their advertising buck. I also remember that nearly every parts store and repair shop had either tire company ashtrays or used piston ashtrays on their counters.
For me the choice was ez.. gallon of gas $.25…..pack of cigarettes $.25. My HS job at the Big Donut in Inglewood paid $1.25/hr. I figured out what to waste my money on quickly.
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