T. Greg Doucette: Reskeet with how old you are, using a vague proxy: My first plane flight allowed smoking. There were ashtrays in the armrests 🚬

Reskeet with how old you are, using a vague proxy: My first plane flight allowed smoking. There were ashtrays in the armrests 🚬

Reskeet with how old you are, using a vague proxy: I sat in the smoking section of a restaurant.

I hadn't realized that airplane smoking was banned in the US as late as it was - even when the airports my parents lived closest to were LAX and LaGuardia, respectively, I'm pretty sure it had to be a segment that's always at least six hours, not one that can get as low as 5.25.

Anyway my very first flight as an unaccompanied minor was just before they banned it on flights longer than two hours and shorter than six, so smoking was probably legal on that flight at least. It didn't really register because smoking was legal everywhere all the time.

My first exposure to Tom Hanks was in Bosom Buddies, and I liked Peter Scolari more.

Non-standard headphone jacks too, and if you were lucky, they passed out single-use headphones for free. Otherwise, it cost $2 to rent headphones that fit the jacks for the flight.

Cleaning ashtrays was my weekly chore. (Dad smoked Kools; Mom smoked Larks. She quit when I was eight. Dad still smokes.)

We had seats next to the smoking section on a flight to Hawaii from Chicago. They might as well just handed all us kids packs of unfiltered Camels.

Oh, man. When I was in college, I'd fly home to my parents with my grandma, who smoked. Had to sit in the back of the plane, and the air was just blue with smoke. Miss my grandma, don't miss those flights.

Really I think the takeaway for the young people here is that there was a lot of smoke smell and ash around, full ashtrays everywhere

One banana, two banana, three banana four...

I was scolded by my parents when I wore sandals to an airport as a kid

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