My father’s desire to stop smoking
I was over at my father’s house the other day helping him take out his old dishwasher and put in a new one. Three months before he moved up to Seattle to be near my wife and I, and because he was sick of the heat in Phoenix. I had just finished installing his new dishwasher when he went into a coughing fit that lasted for what seemed like five minutes. After his coughing fit ended my father said in kind of a loud voice ” I need Help to Quit Smoking“. I told my father straight out I would help him in any way he needed.
