Top Tobacco Inspired My Veterinary Career
Top Tobacco Inspired My Veterinary Career Dave Wright, DVM I brushed the tobacco leaves from my feet before I crawled between the sheets in my dorm room on the seventh floor of Stearn’s Hall. It was winter quarter of my freshman year at St. Cloud State—1972. Tomorrow is Friday, I thought. Woz, my sleepy-eyed, shaggy-headed roommate will leave for his home on “The Range” taking his can of Top tobacco and roll-your-own cigarette papers with him. Most of the other residents will depart as well, leaving the dormitory nearly empty until late Sunday evening. Those of us without a car or a confident hitchhiking thumb will be stranded here…but it will leave me plenty of time to air out the room, sweep the tile floor, and listen to the latest Three Dog Night album. I closed my eyes and considered my future. I have a passion for biology, owing in large part to an excellent high school teacher. But what will I do with a biology degree four years from now? I don’t want to teach—even thou