tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430705227241644832.post3455982249369161940..comments2023-04-02T07:31:14.559-04:00Comments on Oddments & Curiosities: E is for EnenraCurious Arthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01180271950246123614noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430705227241644832.post-5585260489151353522011-11-14T16:06:04.828-05:002011-11-14T16:06:04.828-05:00Thanks, Starr!
Ted, I used to love the smell of ...Thanks, Starr! <br /><br />Ted, I used to love the smell of my grandfather's pipe, so I know what you mean. And yes, he smoked constantly, even after the doctor told him it was killing him. He said he'd rather die smoking than give it up. It's a very seductive habit!Curious Arthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01180271950246123614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430705227241644832.post-48776489457584108912011-11-14T01:27:25.674-05:002011-11-14T01:27:25.674-05:00Sorry about your grandparents. I have to say thoug...Sorry about your grandparents. I have to say though, that I love the smell of a pipe. It really takes a lot of practice to learn how to smoke one, too, because the tobacco has no chemical in it to keep the fire burning, unlike cigarettes. You also don't inhale pipe smoke like you do a cigarette. That's why most pipe-related illnesses are within the mouth. You'd have to be a heavy pipe smoker to get emphysema from one, sounds like your grandfather was. But when someone passes me smoking a pipe I almost want to turn around and follow them. My 2 cents.Ted Blackmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11109287673051607031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430705227241644832.post-55491568364646618202011-11-13T22:45:46.296-05:002011-11-13T22:45:46.296-05:00love it :)love it :)Starrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051904782631258860noreply@blogger.com