my father passed away last night, at the ripe age of 87, I'll be off the air for a while. smoked a mid 80's MC4 today while trying to prepare and gather my thoughts. this was the first cigar he bought me - that was when he first found out I liked cigars and asked me what I wanted, I said anything Cuban! and he picked me up a box of MC4 from Zurich airport,, that was late 80's.
he was a true lover of the leaf and smoked the pipe for as long as I remember, he once told me he started smoking cigarettes when he was 14, and when he was 26, he got a big promotion and therefore changed to pipe smoking in order to look older! I still remember the aroma of the room when he was mixing his tobaccos in.
in the last 4 years despite the doctors banning him from smoking - he still sneaked one or two a day without my mom knowing
actually, the first defiance of smoking ban that I remember was when he was 60, that's almost 30 yrs ago - wow, I feel old now,, I was taking him back to the hotel room after his check-up at the Yale University hospital in New Haven,, the doctor told him that the tests showed a previous heart attack - that he was now officially a heart patient! and due to this condition the doctor gave him a long list of things to avoid, the works - smoking, drinking, fatty foods and so on,, on the way back I noticed he was contemplating, sort of deep in thought, and did not light up his pipe as usual,, I thought to myself: it seems like the doctor has put the fear of God into his heart! It seems like he's gonna be rehabilitated!
once we got to the hotel room, he said: read me that list again (i.e., the doctor had given us a print out of things to avoid), when I finished reading it, he said: it seems the only thing I am allowed to have is milk! Well, if this is life, I'd rather be dead! pour us a glass of whisky! so I did, and he started filling up his pipe with a smile! well, he managed to defy all odds and lived a long happy 87 years - with no regrets,, kept his marbles to the very end, was an avid reader and loved his children above all,, he slept into coma less than 24 hrs before he was gone. God bless his soul, and next good cigar you light up, well say a little something under your breath for a true lover of the leaf!
he was a true lover of the leaf and smoked the pipe for as long as I remember, he once told me he started smoking cigarettes when he was 14, and when he was 26, he got a big promotion and therefore changed to pipe smoking in order to look older! I still remember the aroma of the room when he was mixing his tobaccos in.
in the last 4 years despite the doctors banning him from smoking - he still sneaked one or two a day without my mom knowing
once we got to the hotel room, he said: read me that list again (i.e., the doctor had given us a print out of things to avoid), when I finished reading it, he said: it seems the only thing I am allowed to have is milk! Well, if this is life, I'd rather be dead! pour us a glass of whisky! so I did, and he started filling up his pipe with a smile! well, he managed to defy all odds and lived a long happy 87 years - with no regrets,, kept his marbles to the very end, was an avid reader and loved his children above all,, he slept into coma less than 24 hrs before he was gone. God bless his soul, and next good cigar you light up, well say a little something under your breath for a true lover of the leaf!