Smoke No Smoke

This is my experience with smokers.  My Dad smoked.  Sometimes Pipes, sometimes Cigarettes.  He sometimes rolled his own with Velvet tobacco.  He died of Emphyzema. But I do remember the sweet smell the pipe gave off.  My Brother smoked.    He finally gave up the habit.  After two bypass surgeries.    Now the aroma of the… Continue reading Smoke No Smoke