Jim ... a while back, you showed & commented on a pipe that you said was your favorite. Not to diminish your collection of 4AB's, but I would have guessed this Lorenzo level top billiard to be your favorite, based upon how often you show it. I always love seeing it because my first quality pipe (purchased in 1969 in West Germany) was a Lorenzo Oom Paul (which I still have). I felt it was equal in quality to a friend's Savinelli Capri. I especially admire the rustication Lorenzo uses.
NOTE: If you had adopted me, like you've done with the skinny fella, and fed me like you've done with him ... except with the meals you tantalize us with, the sandwiches & the desserts ... I'd probably learn to purr also. HOWEVER, I wouldn't be looking in & joining you during your shower (!!!).
I am extremely relieved that you do not want to take a shower with.
I like the Lorenzos that I have although I don't smoke them that often outside of the one you see every day. It's my walking pipe which is why you see it so often. You see the Basil Meadows squashed tomato that I smoke EGR in every day for that reason, and for the fact it is one of my favorite pipes. Basil made it for me and wouldn't let me pay for it, so it became a wonderful, generous gift from a great friend.
As for my favorite pipe, it's this Barling 249 which I've discussed in the past, but I'll repost the story for you:
My best friend Donald was trying to get off the cigarette habit, and I got him interested in pipes and cigars. He was a long distance truck driver who always had extra spending money, so when he started buying pipes, he bought expensive ones, e.g. Ardors, Rinaldos, Karl Eriks, meers, etc. He always consulted me before buying a pipe. Well, that particular August, the store owner showed Donald that Barling, and he bought it.
After he paid for it, I said, "Of all the pipes (approximately 70) that you have bought these past three years, you finally bought one that I have some envy for." Donald grinned broadly and said, "Well, if anything ever happens to me, it'll be yours." It was the last pipe he bought because he was mostly happy with the collection he had formed.
A few years later, Donald passed away from pancreatic cancer at age 56. I inherited his pipe collection. The Barling was his favorite pipe. It became mine. I always think of him when I smoke one of his pipes, but I find I can't smoke this Barling without remembering that particular conversation and thinking about how much I miss him, too. No pipe I smoke has this much emotion attached.
