Cigar Smoking!

Over twenty years ago, I began a somewhat regular habit of smoking cigars.  At first I would only smoke about twice a year, on Christmas and New Year's Eve.  Since giving up drinking alcohol over ten years ago and the subsequent employment with Tobacco Lane on the Square, the frequency in which I smoked gradually increased to a near daily event.  About four years ago I began a new adventure, that of pipe smoking.  Smoking a pipe is truly an art form, and one that cannot become rushed.  The process had to be romanced, and one in which I had to totally learn a whole new way to smoke.  Initially, I almost gave up; however, I stuck with it.  (And I'm glad I did!)  I must confess, to learn how to properly pack a pipe and to smoke it took well over a year.  Even now I continue to learn the many nuances of pipes.  The up front investment can be rather expensive, but the cost effectiveness of pipe smoking drastically diminishes the cost of imbibing tobacco over time.  Now I'm at the point I really don't enjoy smoking cigars anymore.  As a result, I am officially giving up cigar smoking for preference to that of enjoying my two Erik Nording pipes.  This doesn't mean I won't ever smoke a cigar again, but I am choosing to further pursue the art of pipe smoking.  To the many fond memories I have of smoking a premium cigar, I pay homage.  You have been a dear friend for many years.  Now I experience the turning of a page, a new season, the opening of a new chapter in my life.  I look forward to many more years with my new hobby and passion.

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