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I was in grade school, and my beard started coming in early. I used a Gilette with the blue blades common at the time. I didn't like it. Several years later, after leaving the Army, I used a straight razor, lathering up with a mug and brush and I did like that. Then, several years after...

Beautiful watch! My parents gifted me with my grandfather's Elgin when I first entered law school.

Welcome, Davy! I've never been to Newfie, although my ancestors were from Acadie (now Nova Scotia) and Quebec.

Welcome from your neighbor in Maryland.

Nearly all of my pipes were seconds or basket pipes in my student days, because like most students, I was not flush with money. Most of them smoked well and lasted me many a year.

A businessman was in bed at death's door. After the priest had given him the Last Rites, the dying man asked the good Father to hurry and bring his doctor and his lawyer immediately. Although the priest did not know the reason, he did as he was asked and soon entered the bedroom with the two...

I HAUNTED them! After graduation (1968), I was drafted and sent to Vietnam, where I had Ehrlich's send me two pounds at a time of tobacco. Vietnam did grow a couple of types of tobacco, but they were awful stuff. The black kind could only be smoked in one of their bamboo water pipes, and the...

STAGgering!

Rhode Island. Born, raised, married, practiced law, retired, and moved to Maryland to be near one daughter and her burgeoning family. I lived in Boston three years while going to law school (Boston University).

Welcome, brother, from nearby Maryland.

Out on the chilly porch, smoking a MM Wizard churchwarden loaded with Peterson Early Morning Pipe. And equipped with my invariable mug of black coffee. And my book of inspiration. Might snow a bit.

The Whales of August. No plot to the film; it was more of a study of different characters. I liked it, and it reminded me of living in coastal New England, my original home.

The Greeks and other Eastern Christians call these "worry beads" and are very insistent that they are not a rosary or prayer beads at all, but they are intended to be fiddled with when you feel uneasy. As a Greek woman told me, "We don't count our prayers; we count our worries." They should...

Picture of contentment. And the cat adds a perfect touch. By the way, did you know that Monday, November 27, was National Black Cat Day?

Just the other day I had to chuck out my jar of ageing Three Nuns mixture for the same reason. No idea what the reason could be, since my other jarred blends are doing fine. I'll order more "Trio-of-Consecrated- Ladies" soon, since some of my other tobaccos are getting low. Everybody have a...

Here's how a real cowboy makes coffee for real cowboys:

I began my pipe adventure in the early 1960s and never did find a lighter I liked or could even tolerate for very long. I use wooden matches which impart no flavor foreign to the tobacco. When possible (not often), I use tongs to lift a glowing ember from a fire and set it on the top of the...

My maternal grandmother came from Cold Spring. Welcome!

Welcome!

As Ranger107 said, I don't think you should have to do major repairing on a new pipe. Now, sometimes, MM cobs come with tight stems, but bar soap on the tenon will fix that. Some cob smokers do the "pipe mud" trick on every cob they own, but I have never found it necessary---my ten cobs all...