tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4760018118498685466.post462395675112377411..comments2023-09-17T03:44:41.319-04:00Comments on Talkworthy: My Dad Smoked a PipeKaren Szymusiakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07989718657089668579noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4760018118498685466.post-31935772378919504352018-03-11T22:16:01.640-04:002018-03-11T22:16:01.640-04:00Beautiful details in this piece. I love the attent...Beautiful details in this piece. I love the attention to smell and sound instead of sight. I love the smell of pipe tobacco. My great-grandfather smoked cigars, and I still think of him when I smell one to this day. Cristi Julsrudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14883370977911386614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4760018118498685466.post-52769304226709610912018-03-11T21:15:32.174-04:002018-03-11T21:15:32.174-04:00It amazes me how often my senses bring back memori...It amazes me how often my senses bring back memories like the one you so beautifully share here. My grandfather smoked a pipe, and much of what you described about your dad and his pipe would apply to my Papa.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06549453373381775445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4760018118498685466.post-38246427531356861292018-03-11T20:43:01.516-04:002018-03-11T20:43:01.516-04:00My dad also smoked, I remember him rolling his own...My dad also smoked, I remember him rolling his own cigarettes when I was young and then he transitioned to a pipe and finally cigars. While not healthy, it does bring back memoriesColleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11116845720892546113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4760018118498685466.post-45953711496098287382018-03-11T20:26:20.867-04:002018-03-11T20:26:20.867-04:00Our senses are so connected to special people and ...Our senses are so connected to special people and special moments. I love that our memory can recall these moments vividly by the smallest of triggers. My parents didn't smoke and rarely had parties, but today when I smell smoke, I can vividly hear the chatter downstairs and smell the same nutty smell you described. They had a Eucher party, were serving Grasshopper (?) drinks and snacks and I so wanted to stay up past my bedtime and be part of the fun!Stephanie Mileshttps://shesmiles2.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com