In the 1990s I was privileged to trap in West Tennessee with my fellow trappers, and friends, Charles Dobbins and Carl Jones. We made camp together for several years. None of us were habituated to alcohol. We each used tobacco. Charles with his pipe, I with my cigarettes, and Carl with his dip, but none of us drank.
Not that we were opposed to it, but we were on a limited budget and could barely afford our tobacco, let alone alcohol. We drank a lot
