BETTY, MICHAEL AND JON

I saw Betty, Michael and Jon almost every day. We would play cards or just sit around and talk. All of us smoked except Michael. One time I was inside a small room with Betty and Jon. We were puffing away. At one point the room was so full of smoke that it was difficult to see or breathe. I told Jon and Betty that I had to go outside and get some fresh air. When I returned I could barely see Michael or Betty.

Betty talked with a raspy voice. She was a very sweet lady.

Michael was very business-like.

Jon was relaxed and self-effacing.