My father smoked camels as well. 4 packs a day. We lived on the 4 floor of our tenement. I always knew when he was home because I could hear him coughing while going up the stairs then I leave the house through the roof because I did not feel like taking my usual beating from him.

I have no doubt he would of died of lung cancer himself if someone had not hung him and his brother before that could happen. That happen when I was 15.

He served in WW2 as well.