Ozark Wizard
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Acquiesced to a request from the Chief Medicine Woman of The Red Hawk Lodge to help her and others to go through a storage unit of family stuff that needed to be moved. At some point we all took a break, during which I loaded a pipe and discussed the possible Renaissance of pipe smoking. At the end of the day, She Who Goes By A Name I Cannot Remember presented me with a gift of four pipes her father had smoked.
"He was very fond of these, and I am sure they are going to a good home with you. Bob does not suit you for a name, from this moment forward you will be known as Deep River." She then gave me a slight bow and walked away.
My eyebrow is still up, ever so slightly................
These are the pipes. They are a bit rough. A Crafton(?), Medico, Royal Danish 990, and a Yello bole. I think. I'll have to give them a bit of attention....
Are these any good? They're pretty short, compared to what I'm used to.............
"He was very fond of these, and I am sure they are going to a good home with you. Bob does not suit you for a name, from this moment forward you will be known as Deep River." She then gave me a slight bow and walked away.
My eyebrow is still up, ever so slightly................
These are the pipes. They are a bit rough. A Crafton(?), Medico, Royal Danish 990, and a Yello bole. I think. I'll have to give them a bit of attention....
Are these any good? They're pretty short, compared to what I'm used to.............