I had a college friend in the 80's who was into pipe smoking. His dad was a psychologist who fit the bill as a quintessential pipe smoker - flowing beard, philosophical conversations, with a bent pipe constantly hanging from his mouth. On a backpacking trip in the Sierra's, my friend brought an extra Peterson for me to try and I enjoyed it. We would hit the local Dunhill store in SF and pick up tubs of Dunhill A2100 and became "sophisticated" pipe smokers while our friends usually smoked something a little more potent than tobacco. I eventually returned that Peterson and picked up several pipes that I smoked through the next several years. Eventually, I lost interest and all those pipes sat dormant on my old pipe rack for decades. I've been an occasional cigar smoker - but no more than 1 or 2 a month and it wasn't until this past year while "sheltering in place" that I decided to dust off the old pipes, clean them up and hit the local B&M for some tobacco. Since then, I've bought several new pipes, tried a myriad of tobaccos and truly enjoy my evening smoke outside on the deck.