Oh my..such nostalgic memories for me. Three gentlemen come to mind. One dear sweet uncle no longer with us. He was a merchant marine and always sat by the fire in his dark blue fishermen sweater that my aunt knit and he always had a pipe in his mouth. One was a very handsome man I worked with in an Insurance Company who always wore a dark blue pin stripped suit and sat behind his large oak desk with a pipe in his mouth. In those days one could smoke in the office and that wonderful smell would permeate the air. The third was my guy..who no longer smokes anything, but I still see him now sitting on a rock at the lake with a pipe. In those days we had a Brentwood Rocker and a Dalmatian and he would sit with his dog beside him rocking in the chair smoking a pipe. I always thought it was such a classy thing. I did not even think they still sold pipes or tobacco. I can almost smell that tobacco over the screen. mmmmm