1992; my first daughter was about 6 months old. The wife and I had gone to Brookwood Mall and she was shopping for stuff. I however, was there for one thing… my Ascorti. I had played the dutiful husband and I had been following the better half all over hell’s half acre, pushing Crystal in the “perambulator”, when I mentioned that I needed to have a smoke up at Skip’s on the second floor, and I had a purchase to make; some Yorkshire, and something else. I had been saving for almost a year for this pipe. I was so excited; I almost couldn’t contain myself.
Well; we strolled into the newly carpeted Pipe Shoppe, and the usual chit chat ensued. Crystal being the beautiful baby that she was attracted all the wives of the other patrons, and was soon being passed between all those “Baby Shopping Women”. It was about that time, that I asked Skip if I could see the third most beautiful thing in the shop, and he handed me “The Ascorti”. I proceeded to load it from one of the jars (1Q) and lit that sucker up. The look on Skip’s face was priceless. Then I handed him 4 brand new one hundred dollar bills. All the men had a good laugh, and it was a very sweet smoke………
Then Crystal, being true-to-form threw up on the new Hunter Green carpet.
The perfect punctuation to the perfect day.