He was born in 1880.When I was a kid he would he would take me fishing.When the fish weren't biting he would tell me stories of what life was like before electricity,and cars all the while smoking his pipe,or a cigar.He didn't care that I saw him smoking.He felt that when I was older I would have the right to decide for myself if I smoked or not.When I was twelve he gave me a pocket knife.Grandpa would stick a cigar in his pipe cut it off level with the top of the bowl and smoke it.I guess that's what I was suppose to use the knife for.Grandpa was a free spirit.He smoked his pipe where he pleased,and no one had the nerve to tell him not to.A great many folks smoked tobacco in those days.They all felt the way that grandpa did about it.I know that seems like a long time ago in some ways.In other ways though it seems like things have changed really fast.If grandpa could see how us pipe smokers are treated today he would surely wonder how things got this way.










