Aunt Mavis
I have met the enemy and he is us. Pogo
I’m not too proud of the fact that I dipped at one time, filthy habit. My brother did too and I’ll never forget the day Mom mixed up his “spitter” with her own can of Diet Coke. Of course I waited until he got home and stood there with a big grin as the show began! Ouch! We both gave it up thank God. I still have dreams (monthly or so) about chewing tobacco even though I’ve been off it for over 30 years. That alone is probably indicative of its power over one. Yuck.