Greetings gentleman,
My wife and I moved across the country and the gents I smoked with were gone. It seems that you can't smoke anywhere. Even the first apartment we moved into didn't allow smoking on one's own balcony.
Anyway, I met some cigar buddies but you can't smoke in shops, just clubs that are expensive and far from friendly.
Not to sound on a downer but my dad became ill and then passed and when my depression started to ebb (after a year), I found myself remembering that my grandfather smoked a pipe and it just resonated. I found myself walking into a Tinder Box and within a week I bought 10 tins, two pipes, and two different sized mason jars.
I am now enjoying pipe smoking more than I ever have, as well as the solitude. But I realized I also missed BoB. I hope that you'll have me back and welcome into the fold!
My wife and I moved across the country and the gents I smoked with were gone. It seems that you can't smoke anywhere. Even the first apartment we moved into didn't allow smoking on one's own balcony.
Anyway, I met some cigar buddies but you can't smoke in shops, just clubs that are expensive and far from friendly.
Not to sound on a downer but my dad became ill and then passed and when my depression started to ebb (after a year), I found myself remembering that my grandfather smoked a pipe and it just resonated. I found myself walking into a Tinder Box and within a week I bought 10 tins, two pipes, and two different sized mason jars.
I am now enjoying pipe smoking more than I ever have, as well as the solitude. But I realized I also missed BoB. I hope that you'll have me back and welcome into the fold!
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