A plug of tabacky..see post #35

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Well now, this memory is about a plug of tabacky.

I started smoking back when I was around 14 or so. I first pilfered a smoke or two from my dad's pack (Lucky Strike reds) Then, since there was nothing prohibiting a youngster from going to the store and buying their own, for fifteen cents I could buy my own.

Well, one day, ole dad said, "If you're going to smoke, do it in front of me, not behind the barn, I don't want you to burn down the barn". So from that day on I'd smoke in front of my parents.

Later on, while putting up hay during haying season. A person couldn't smoke in the barn with all that hay, so I thought I'd give a try at a chew...Beechnut seemed to be what most would chew back then or take a bite of some Star plug....

For me, not so good...I kept swallowing the spit....

So, I'll give a try at some snuff....since one of my friends brother's nickname was Snuffy...Not so good there either..I couldn't keep the snuff in place under my lip..It got everywhere in my mouth, except where it should be...So, so much for that venture.

Back to smokes...So I was a pretty heavy smoker for most of my life, till they got so expensive, and they finally went to those new types that would go out on their own..So I quit...

Now, I've got to admit, in my declining years, a good cigar to relax with, just hits the spot with me...I don't think it's going to stunt my growth any, nor shorten my life span much at this point.

I don't have many vices left, but to indulge with a good cigar now and then, well...I recon I just got to have some vice to tell myself I'm still a bad feller. But somehow taking a plug of tabacky to relax with, and call it my remaining vice just doesn't seem right.

Along the lines of having a vice or three remaining, I can't say I'm the best when it comes to healthy eating...Fried greasy foods still hits the spot with me...Fruits and veggies, not so much. So I suppose a person could call that a vice.

So here it is 6:15 in the morning, a cup of coffee to the right of me, a cigar to the left of me, and about 3/4 pound of bacon in the pan on the stove, a little indulgence in a vice seems like a good way to start the day...

Now a chew...I'll let some of you other fellers, and maybe a lady or three have a chew for me if that kick starts your day, today.:)


WuzzFuzz
 
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WuzzFuzz,

I started out pretty much the same as you, only my folks didn't hold with smoking. The neighbor boy down the road a piece would swipe Lucky Strikes from his dad's packs and we'd sneak around and smoke 'em. Sometimes we couldn't get any, and we'd take the soft "bark" off a cedar post and wool it around in our hands to help get some of the sand out of it. The wind blew a lot in the sandy country where I was raised. We'd wrap up a bit of that stuff in any kind of handy paper and smoke away. Talk about having a bite though, that smoke would take the hair off your tongue!!

My uncle offered me my first chew of tobacco. A cousin had been there first and done that and he had already cautioned me not to swallow any of it. Made me light headed but not sick, and I continued to both chew and smoke when I could. As I got a bit older and began to work for the neighbors and have a little pocket money, I managed to provide my own tobacco and by the time I was grown, I was a regular user of both types. Due to respiratory issues, I eventually gave up the smokes, but never quit the chewing. While working in a slaughter house where I could not spit, I learned to take a small amount while on break, work it over pretty good while outside on break, then tuck it away and leave it pretty much alone while inside. So still today, unless I'm in a place where I can spit, I don't, and pretty much don't anyway very often. Never liked to be nasty with the stuff and not spitting sure helps with that. These days, I still use some leaf tobacco on occasion, but mostly use the long cut snuff. Always preferred the plug tobaccy but you can't find it much these days.

Quit chewing for a pretty good while but tended to eat more because of it. Sure don't need the results of doing that, and I figgered chewing would be more harmful to me than being seriously overweight so I started chewing again. When I eat, stop and take a chew, the eating is pretty much over, so that's the way I push away from the table. And pushing away is always noted with my waistline. Guess chewing is probably not the best thing one can do, but I can truthfully say that I've never had a case of worms!!! I call tobacco my pacifier, and I can also say that I probably would not have finally quit smoking if I hadn't had the chew to keep me pacified and satisfied while quitting the smokes. I too love a good cigar, but I just can't deal with the smoke so I don't.

But the truth is I could have bought a lot of things, including more Smith and Wesson revolvers, with the money I've spent on tobacco. I was behind a guy buying generic (cheap) cigarettes the other day and when the clerk told him the price was over 5 bucks, I almost fainted. Chew is also much more expensive than it used to be, and that's one reason why I don't use the leaf tobacco much now. I use up a pack of it much too quickly whereas I can make a can of long cut last for a few days. Yep, it's a vice for sure, but a guy's gotta have at least one, right? I figure chewing and dipping is safer than gambling and hanging around with wild wimmen. Talk about dangerous!!!!!!

Rest assured, I had some pacifier in my mouth before I got my britches on this morning, which is kind of the standard way I start my day. Thanks for bringing to mind a great many memories of my youth. You made my day!!
 
Never could chew..or rub snuff..tried a pipe for a while..didn't work sitting on the back of the fire truck taking a break at the fires... so kept up the cigarettes. till they got over a buck a pack. Quit 'em 20 yrs ago this month. Now my Father in Law decided we Hadda grow some terbacky and make him some chew. we had to grow about an acre. Talk about werk! By the time we got done makin twists and soakin 'em in molasses he had enough for 26 yrs. Did I mention he was 96 at the time? This was also 20 yrs ago this summer. He chewed his way through quite a bit over the next 6 yrs. I keep thinkin it might been one of the things that kilt him. But it might been the vegetable beef soup I made that he had for his last supper!!.
 
My Grandpa chewed the solid cake type.
I have his pocketknife. It's a three blade cattle knife.
He only used the small blade to cut tobacco. It's black.
 
I tried chewing when I was in the Army during AIT when they were training me to operate Road Graders. I bought a plug of Days Work. One day we were in formation at parade rest and I was chewing some Days Work. I of course could not spit with the DI's looking on. We remained at parade rest for at least 1/2 hour before we were dismissed. The longer I stood there the sicker I got. I have never touched chewing tobacco since.
 
I was going to be a big man when I was 14 and chew...They had this tobacco called Conwood...supposed to be mild, a "starter" tobacco. Well, I gets me a handful and tries it...not so good. I got sick and had to go to the hospital for a shot to make me stop heaving. Never again.
This vice thing reminds me of my grandfather....he smoked a big cigar, one a day. He also drank a big glass of red wine a day. He died sleeping in his favorite chair when he was 98 years old. Our grandmother called us all together and said "now children I have some terrible news...your grandfather finally drank himself to death.!!!!"
 
I had my first & only experience with chewing tobacco when I was a kid, growing up in the Canal Zone. I was an Air Force brat. It was a few days after Thanksgiving, I was at the PX & for some reason noticed a plug of tobacco called "A Days Work" that was supposed to be apple flavored. I thought that sounded good, so I bought some. I didn't know anything about chewing tobacco, & as others have already commented here, didn't know I was supposed to spit. After a while I wasn't feeling so hot, & went back to the house. My Mom had prepared turkey sandwiches, chopping up the turkey & simmering it with barbecue sauce. When she handed me mine I asked her if there was any dark meat in the concoction, because she knew I didn't like dark meat. She figured I couldn't tell, & she had leftovers to use up. She
said there wasn't, so I ate it. The whole family was going swimming after supper. As we left, I got to to the railing outside our front door & proceeded to do the technicolor yawn, four times. My Mom, not knowing about the chewing tobacco, cried out "I'll never give him dark meat again!" It wasn't till a few years ago that she finally learned the truth about what happened that day.
 
I never smoked until I was 18. I tried chewing tobacco in college. It made me sick, and I did spit. Must have swallowed some. I gave up cigarettes when the fire safe ones came out. I smoke a pipe now.
 
I smoked for forty years, most of it two and a half to three packs a day--quit almost twenty-three years ago, too late. Lungs are trashed.

I tried snuff and chew to keep hands free and not give away my position when hunting, but never could make it work. Couldn't keep the juice from running back down my throat and giving me hellacious heartburn.

Smoking cigars or a pipe never worked either. I would inhale, deeply, just as I did with cigarette smoke. Had to quit cold turkey, the only way that would work for me.
 
Tobacco free for over 10 years and counting. That being said, I LOVE tobacco.
I smoked cigarettes, cigars and pipes. I dipped skoal and chewed Levi Garrett. I injested tobacco every way but rubbing it into my navel. Some observations: Levi Garrett plug tastes better than the loose pack-don't know why but it does. Not being able to spit in the courtroom, one learned how to work a chaw and then park it. I could spend a whole morning picking a jury without having to spit. When I quit cigarettes, I used to bet the Macanudo Ascots but I would buy the seconds for $18 per hundred. I would light them from the butt end and inhale as deeply as I used to with a cigarette. CIgarettes would be the last thing I would smoke if I ever tookit up again. I would absolutely go back to a pipe in a heart beat were it not for the cardiovascular implications. Ditto with the chew. The hardest to quit was the chewing. Everyone thinks lung cancer when thinking tobacco but I have has several cardiologists say that the greatest danger is what tobacco does to the cardiovascular system. If I ever get some incurable disease with only a few months left to live you can bet your backside that I'm going out with tobacco. But for now I'm going to stay free and hope that I have dodged a bullet
 
THIS.. :D
Now, I've got to admit, in my declining years, a good cigar to relax with, just hits the spot with me...I don't think it's going to stunt my growth any, nor shorten my life span much at this point.

I don't have many vices left, but to indulge with a good cigar now and then, well...I recon I just got to have some vice to tell myself I'm still a bad feller.

So here it is 6:15 in the morning, a cup of coffee to the right of me, a cigar to the left of me.

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With the price of cigarettes higher per ounce than silver, I hate to think what a good Cuban cigar would cost these days! Probably have to take out a bank loan to get one.
 
With the price of cigarettes higher per ounce than silver, I hate to think what a good Cuban cigar would cost these days! Probably have to take out a bank loan to get one.

I'll grant you one thing...a real cuban cost more than dope!!!!
 
"He died sleeping in his favorite chair when he was 98 years old. Our grandmother called us all together and said "now children I have some terrible news...your grandfather finally drank himself to death.!!!!"


Now, that's funny! :)

The bad part is it is true...she used to hound the man about drinking...I only ever remember seeing him drunk once in my lifetime. When he was younger {79} he drank a little scotch and built a brick house by himself. My wife acts just like my grandmother...one drink and you might as well march me out to the woods and shoot me. He was the one that showed me the best place to hide a bottle of your favorite whiskey...the toilet tank!!! No woman has ever been able to defeat that one!!!!
 
I would absolutely go back to a pipe in a heart beat were it not for the cardiovascular implications. Ditto with the chew. The hardest to quit was the chewing. Everyone thinks lung cancer when thinking tobacco but I have has several cardiologists say that the greatest danger is what tobacco does to the cardiovascular system. If I ever get some incurable disease with only a few months left to live you can bet your backside that I'm going out with tobacco. But for now I'm going to stay free and hope that I have dodged a bullet

There is actually no warning label on pipe tobacco, aside from the one that says it is known to the State of California to cause cancer, etc. The same label was on my garden hose. Since I live in Wyoming, I am doubtless safe.
 

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