The North Fork of Long Island has been a (sorta) second home for me since my divorce, 16 years ago. I moved out here about 3 years ago to take custody of my daughter. In all that time, I have never seen another pipe smoker. I'm sure there are some, I just haven't seen any.
Then, while waiting for the Jitney (a bus to the city - train service is quite limited out here in LI farm country), with pipe-in-teeth, a guy comes walking up to the bus stop with A Bing in his mouth.
Well, we hit it off. We didn't sit next to each other on the trip into the city, but happened to catch the same bus home also. And we talked about everything.
I'm quite sure that I have never had such a wide-ranging discussion in my life.
So, to the only other pipe-smoker on the North Fork, thank you: it was a pleasure to meet you. Next time I'm waking the dog past your house, you can bet I'll ring the bell.
Then, while waiting for the Jitney (a bus to the city - train service is quite limited out here in LI farm country), with pipe-in-teeth, a guy comes walking up to the bus stop with A Bing in his mouth.
Well, we hit it off. We didn't sit next to each other on the trip into the city, but happened to catch the same bus home also. And we talked about everything.
I'm quite sure that I have never had such a wide-ranging discussion in my life.
So, to the only other pipe-smoker on the North Fork, thank you: it was a pleasure to meet you. Next time I'm waking the dog past your house, you can bet I'll ring the bell.