Cigarette Smoking and Money: Developing New Research Lines 1

I slept fitfully in our miserable two room apartment on Broadway and 107th Street. The heat and humidity of late August, 1975, were oppressive; the bright orange glow of the night sky cut through our cheap, plastic curtains; and sounds of breaking bottles, sirens, and human screams startled me awake if I dared to rest in this new environment. But my heart pounded mostly in anticipation of the morning and my first day in graduate school.