I grew up in the PNW chasing baby Sasquatch (sasqui?)through the old growth. The first time I saw glass blowing I was 4.  I saw my first color changing pipe around when I was 14 or 15. I saw pipemaking in person a few months before I started myself in 1997. I have been on the torch since. I have had the honor of learning from legends and and random hippies. Glass has taken me all over, it has allowed me to meet folks I might never have otherwise.