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September, 2002. I was building a deck on our house in Alaska. One rare, calm, sunny day, the thought popped into my head that it would be pleasant to sit on the deck on a day like this and smoke a pipe. I’d smoked a pipe during my junior high years, losing interest sometime my freshman year of high school. I’m dating myself here; when I was in junior high, youngsters could still buy tobacco. I started with a corncob and cherry blend, subsequently graduating to a Dr. Grabow bent and green Sail.
I was building a deck on our house in Alaska. One rare, calm, sunny day, the thought popped into my head that it would be pleasant to sit on the deck on a day like this and smoke a pipe. I’d smoked a pipe during my junior high years, losing interest sometime my freshman year of high school. I’m dating myself here; when I was in junior high, youngsters could still buy tobacco. I started with a corncob and cherry blend, subsequently graduating to a Dr. Grabow bent and green Sail.
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After I rolled up that fateful September afternoon, I went on the net to see what there was about pipes, and spent all evening and all the next rainy day clicking on links from the pipes web page, reading FAQs and visiting online tobaconnists and pipe maker’s sites. I ordered two pipe making kits, along with stain, carnuba wax, and tripoli.
After I rolled up that fateful September afternoon, I went on the net to see what there was about pipes, and spent all evening and all the next rainy day clicking on links from the pipes web page, reading FAQs and visiting online tobaconnists and pipe maker’s sites. I ordered two pipe making kits, along with stain, carnuba wax, and tripoli.