I was always fascinated by my grandfather’s pipe collection, which I inherited at around age 11. Dunhills, pre-transition Barlings, Sasieni, Charatan, Comoy all 1940s-early ‘60s. I’ve been a pipe enthusiast ever since. But all these years later (about to turn 54), and I never smoked any of his old high-grades. Only pipe’s I’ve bought. I guess I just always wanted to keep the old-timers in their professionally refurbished condition. Well, for some reason, I woke up today and said today’s the day, and I smoked my first Dunhill. No idea why today was the day. But I’m glad I did. There was something special about it. And it won’t be the last time.