Was never much of a cigar smoker but i loved my cigs. Had my last one 15 years ago on the way to the operating room. They cut off as much of the cancer as they could. 36 radition treatments later, I found the motivation to quit smoking. Can't stand the smell of the smoke now. Every once in a while the bread lands butter side up. L Fifer

Lewis,
I totally can relate to your butter side up experience. I quit cold turkey in the cardiac intensive care unit in 1981. Nothing like a reminder of ones mortality to smack you up along side the head.

Gents,
Took my 2nd heart surgery to get the point across and then a couple of years. Chantix helped me across that river. I still dream about having a smoke and wake up relieved. Still have a humidor with some fine cigars. I give them to friends on special occasions. I detest the smell of cigarette smoke and really, really wish that I could enjoy a fine cigar as my Grandfather did. Every evening, after dinner, truly a ritual. That and a touch of Crown Royal. You folks are the best, better than any Gentlemans club in the world.

Best to you always,
pitsword

Dear debbie brought me homesome cuban cohiba's
 

She also bought a Gucci handbag from the Grand Cyprus on Paradise Island, Bahamas and the Cuban just to distract me!

When I fell in Costa Rica sustaining a subdural hematoma and resultant coma I later learnedthe withdraw of potent pain injections ie demeral and dilaudid combined with the alchohol caused numerous seizures, and thanks to my Wife Debbie, heperin and cipro that she broughht with Her spaired my life. Since then I will enjoy a good cigar now and then together with a Prayer of thanks. A hell of a way to detox. The Rolling Stone wrote a song that sums it up. 'SISTER MORPHINE' I

Smoked a good cigar, Carrillo "Short Run" robusto, for Father's Day, out back before the heat and humidity gets high.

Hopefully, a cigar or two a week is not much of a health hazard.

No, I didn't inhale.:p