Oh dear. This reminds me that when I smell pipe smoke, part of my brain says "that smells good," and the rest of my brain says, "No, it does not. You're thinking it smells good because it reminds you of Uncle Jake. But Uncle Jake's wife died of lung cancer, and he died of a stroke not long afterwards, and if weren't for the fact that they both were smokers, maybe they would still be here today."

We miss you Uncle Jake and Aunt Dotty!