Originally Posted by
Pugsley
My father passed away 10 and a half years ago at the age of 83. A one time smoker of cigarettes, pipes, and cigars, he had quit smoking at least 20 years earlier but had not given up tobacco entirely. He was rarely seen without a cigar in his mouth which he chewed incessantly but never lit. Today my sister was helping my mother clean out a closet when she came across a Crown Royal sack containing a couple pipes, a handful of cigar punches, a small flask, and a tiny zippered pouch. One of the pipes is a Carey Magic Inch of Grecian briar that still smells of the aromatic tobaccos he favored. The other pipe is a tiny Kaywoodie Campus acorn bearing the aroma of a completely different kind of vegetation. Opening the tiny pouch I found what could only be very old, dried out marijuana. Looking at it, I thought back to my teenage years sneaking around, trying not get caught smoking weed. Now I wonder if he was doing the same thing at the same time.
