Happy endings for all the quitters. I quit April 1, 1993. And I have a story to tell about my quilting. Tried many times to quit, then one day I got MAD at the cigarettes. Smashed some with my hand and told my DH to take whatever was left to the garbage. He did just that, however, since he was a waste-not want-not guy (who very very seldom put a cigarette in his mouth) finished smoking all the throw aways so, of course, nothing went to waste. I got MS and passed in 2001. Miss him, yep still do.