man, now I am thinking about all of this. Follow me down the rabbit hole.
Started smoking because it was cool. My dad smoked Larks til the day he died, and he died with various complications, but COPD was one of them. He was a heavy smoker, almost always had one in his mouth. I tried smoking them (Larks) from time to time, as a kid, but couldn't get into them. Later on, as a full time smoker, I would bum one off of him and they were okay, but not a brand I would go to.
I used to go up to the corner store and buy smokes for him, 2 or 3 packs at a time, and they would sell them to me. Couldn't do that now, at 10 years old or whatever. I used to buy that powder snuff at the same time, for me and my friends. Funny is that I would go up to the store and buy cigs without any hesitation, and the powder snuff, my heart would be beating all fast and I would have some cover story planned that would have fell apart pretty quickly. But the clerks in those days, in that town, just sold me whatever. I am pretty sure I could have bought a six pack of beer at 11 years old.
I started on Kents because they were sold off the counter, rather than behind it. I would just grab a pack and toss it on the counter while I paid for gas (this was when I was maybe in 10th grade). Trying to be nonchalant, and avoid any questions. Eventually I just started buying Marlboros. Screw the questions.
Never got into menthols. Bummed a few, but never bought them. My dad had a girlfriend once that smoked menthol, Kools, I think. It seemed odd to me then, because menthols were always a "black mans smoke" in my mind. But she called his Larks "dirts". As in if she ran out of her menthols, she would say "let me have one of your dirts".
I typically use a Zippo pipe lighter, and my dad always used a Zippo lighter. That first whif of napatha you get off a zippo reminds me of him. I get a slight flash of him when i light my pipe, still today.