A sight nearly as elusive as Bigfoot or 'Nessy was bestowed on me tonight as I was leaning on the hood of my truck doing some paper work, a billiard full of 965 clenched in my teeth. An elderly gentleman walks up to me with a very well smoked full bent apple hanging from his bearded mug! It was at our monthly Sportsman's club meeting and I've seen the gent before but had no idea he was a piper. I chuckled a little as I asked him where he got the magic pipe repair band, you see he had the stem securely attached to the stummel with about a quarter roll of black electrical tape! We laughed and talked pipes and tobacco for a time before heading into the meeting. He's been smoking his pipe since 1969 and always smokes the same vanilla Aro he gets at a nearby B&M. It was a real treat to run into a briar brother out in public in such a random way and it's very rare these days, at least for me.