The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

First of all you forgot to append eh to your question as in "No pipe or cigar smokers, eh?" Nobody will believe you're Canadian, eh. madre hails from Brantford. She doesn't talk near as funny as she used to- keeping a shed-jewel with Mum.

My grandpa smoked Dutch Masters. Loved crawling up in his lap when I was little boy. He always wore dark green Dickies - shirt and pants - and smelled like cigars. 50 years later and I still have a fondness for both and memories of Grandpa.

When I was in my early 20's I used to chew Red Man and spit it into a small coffee can. Wouldn't you know it I tipped it over in the car. That was the last time I chewed.

Now I could have just taken the short route and answered No.

 

Started doing that when I played Legion ball and continued to do so at Mizzou, but then the Army got hold of me and I didn't chew throughout my initial hitch. They sent me back to Mizzou after six years, and I played baseball again, but just couldn't develop a taste for Red Man again. For which I'm sure my teeth and jaw are eternally grateful. :laugh:

 

The day I gave my life to the Lord I threw out a fifth of Jack, an 18 pack of Bud, half a roll of Copenhagen, a carton of cigarettes and one pouch of Levi Garrett.

 

St. Louis, Knoxville and Nashville have never quite been the same since ... :laugh: