Photo Source: Picryl Joe and I Were Caught Smoking I am an “I was,” a day. The then of a wall, the shelter of bushes I was sitting under with Joe, smoking cigarettes. A lady in a coat, with shopping bags, walked by. “You won’t get to be a big football player that way.” Joe said, “We don’t want to be big football players, we want to be big baseball players.” She didn’t hear him. I remember what they said about smoking stunting your growth, people like her. “We want to be …” I laughed at...