Alright, so here we are. The Christmas season is upon us. Life is suddenly filled with Christmas lights, holiday TV specials, and family gatherings. I know what you're thinking... "Not another shameless commercialized plug for a product purchase." Well, forget it. I'm coming to you today filled with the spirit of the season, sitting in my garage, sipping one of my favorite brews and puffing on some Penzance in my beloved Billiard.
Now I have to admit, I'm a bit of a romantic when it comes to Christmas. It's not difficult for me to imagine an era long since passed, an era where men where men and women were women. Small town streets filled with the hustle and bustle of the shopping season. A loping V8 passing by, with the crackling radio sounds of a brass section accompanying Bing into a chorus that would woo any woman.
I'm sure I'm not alone in this. As a matter of fact, I think the very reason many of us originally became pipe smokers is romanticism. We're throwbacks to another time, however, in a good way. This being said, I'd like to challenge all of you to pick up your pipe, and pack it with your favorite tobacco. Strike a match and relish those first few puffs in the name of pipe smokers everywhere. Here's to the season, and here's to you.
Brandon Bellegarde: Pipe Manager