Getting older, 78 this fall, and having na bad memory is part of the joy with pipe smoking for me. Have probably a dozen different pipes that I tend to reach for more than others in the cabinet. Combine this with half a dozen or so of vintage tobacco jar at least half full of tobaccos I enjoy but forget what is in each jar makes pipe smoking a surprise most of the time.
Too old to remember and too old to care so each pipeful becomes a pleasant visit with a different old friend each smoke.
Too old to remember and too old to care so each pipeful becomes a pleasant visit with a different old friend each smoke.