We were the children of the fog! Until the 80s, it was almost normal: Dad smoked "Reval non-filters," and so did the kids when they were in the vicinity. Today, this would be a case for child services. It's hard to imagine this careless attitude towards children's health or other passengers today – or is it? No place was safe from nicotine and tar. As a "tiny tot," you always had to pilot your way through the living room's smoke layer - perhaps the inspiration for career choices among my friends who now fly more friendly skies;)