Darcy

Darcy grew up on a farm in Alberta, Canada (you know- where they live in igloos and speak French! j/k)

He first began the fine art of dippin' at the ripe old age of 10 when he stumbled upon a stash of his dad's Hawken Wintergreen in a toolbox in the barn. After getting sick a few too many times, Darcy kicked the habit at 10 1/2.

Eight years later, while working a long Alberta winter as a roughneck on the drilling rigs, Darcy fell off the wagon and began dippin tobacco once again. He needed something to help pass the time and keep his mind off the freezing weather. Many a time, Darcy found himself day dreaming about escaping the cold and moving to sunny California. Well a few years later, Darcy finally left Canada and moved to the "land of opportunity".

One day while enjoying a round of golf with a few buddies, Darcy met a crazy guy named Jeff. As most dippers know, when you see someone enjoying a fat pinch of dip, it's pretty easy to strike up a conversation. Jeff and Darcy not only had dippin' in common but they also discussed the lack of available spitters. Needless to say, the rest is history.

"First off, I would like to thank the men and women of our armed forces for sticking their necks out and doin the dirty work for the rest of us. For your service, I am forever grateful. As for our customers, you guys (and gals) are awesome. As a pretty intense guy (so Jeff says), you all somehow manage to get a chuckle out of me. Thank you for being so cool and for your ever growing support for our product.

Remember boys, keep dippin and spittin- save the lungs and rot the gums!! -Darcy"

Jeff

Jeff began dippin Cope at 19 and is still going strong. Born and raised in the San Fernando Valley (SoCal), Jeff spent the majority of his youth paddling out on his surfboard at every opportunity. As a matter of fact, he even passed on his final two weeks of high school due to a rumor of a huge swell from Mexico to Santa Cruz. Well, the rumor was true and in exchange for a diploma, he got to experience some of the best waves to ever hit the California coast.

He eventually went back and got his G.E.D. (diploma), took a handful of college courses and got certified as an EMT (Emergency Medical Technician). Then it was off to the state of Oregon for him. He spent a couple years as an EMT but then felt the urge to fight some flames and became a Wildland Firefighter. Here's where Jeff was introduced to skydiving, snowboarding, hunting, fishing, white water rafting and best of all...dipping! After a few years, Jeff packed a freshy in his lip, grabbed his log of cope and moved back to SoCal. To this day, he still keeps in touch with all his hill-billy, red-neck, honkey buddies up in Oregon.

Now, at 37 years old and entering the final stages of his short life, Jeff's has 3 kids, a German shepherd, a bunch of fish and one wife.

"Thanks to Mud Jug, I'm so grateful for the many friendships I have made over the last six years. Feels like one big family any time I talk to you on the phone or get your emails. I always tell my family that we have the best customers ever. To all our military, you are in my prayers daily. I pray for your safe return and that God will bless you and your families. Thank you for making the commitment and sacrifice to serve the country that I am so very proud of.

God bless America and all those who believe that 'Made in the USA' is still here and won't go away. Keep your heart right and your Mud Jug's tight. - Jeff"