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From: "Mary_Jane_Humphrey" <Mary_Jane_Humphrey@em*.ms*.co*>
To: "Caver's List" <cavers@cavers.com>
Cc: <joeldm@mi*.co*>
Subject: Smoking and Diving
Date: Wed, 21 Jun 2000 21:28:01 -0500
Greetings Joel,
    I have no idea why a person would take the first puff of a cigarette.
Then, again, maybe because I haven't, I can't understand.  Afterall, there
would be no alcoholics without the first drink.:):)  For whatever reason,
our culture and many others glorify both to the harm of many.
    I am sorry for your loss and hope that the other significant people in
your life avoid a similar fate.
    I wish I could share with the woman in your life the actual experience I
had in the senior year of my undergraduate courses.  I was considering
medical school.  The head of the local extension of the medical school at
the time was an extraordinary physician, who happen to be a family friend.
He invited me to the medical school to talk with him about the experience.
While I was there, he took me into the room where they dissect the cadavers.
I was adjusting to this situation as he described the detail and importance
of the process.
     There was a man, who was in the act of delivering his postmortem gift.
He laid on a special table with fans blowing above internally opened as the
students, who had been taking him a part strand by strand, had left him for
a time.  One of the organs opened were his lungs.  I had never seen a person
internally in "real life," so I took advantage of the opportunity and
learned all I could in the time I had with close observation.  It did not
take that close of a "look" to see the tar in his lungs.  There was so much.
It was caked in his lungs.  It looked liked the clunk in the bottom of an
engine, which has had no maintenance.  It was thick, grimy, sticky, black,
filthy, and survived him in this condition after his death. It was
everywhere in the lungs especially at the bottom in a thick slimy mound.
Dr. Corcoran observed that he was a smoker.  I just had the thought that
every smoker must feel like they are smothering just like the choking of an
engine that needs its oil changed.
    Individuals often worry a great deal about what can be seen on the
outside.  It always amazes me that they do not see that what is really
important is happening on the inside, which is not limited solely to the
thoughts and soul but also the body.
    Again, I am sorry for your loss.
    Sincerely,
    Mary Jane Humphrey



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