Sounds like my trip to Texas 20+ years ago. I was shocked to see ashtrays in the aisles of the grocery stores.
I also remember visiting my husband, before we were married, while he was at work at Radio Shack. We'd hang out on the salesfloor, smoking. That was back in 1990.
I had an ashtray (and used it copiously) in the delivery room where my two kids were born (1982 and 1984).
God, I miss that.