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Originally Posted by Bruce
My oldest son (now 21) has always been around cigars with me and his summer job. He worked at a country club and was around cigar smoking golfers all day.
One day he came home and asked me about a certain cigar. I asked him where he got it and he said he found it in a golf cart and he wanted to know if it was any good.
I told him it was a dog rocket and explained to him what qualifies as a good cigar. On the way to his first year in college (3 years ago) we drove by the Grand Canyon on our way to Mesa. That's when I gave him his first good cigar......a Davidoff Chateau Margaux. We smoked them as we walked the path of the southern rim at dusk. Definitely a special moment in time!
Ever since then I bought him a humidor (actually Mike Hotek from Bargin Humidors gifted it to me for him), traveldor, and have been stocking his humi. He still visits his local B&M and buys a few on his own to experiment, which I encourage. He is developing his palate nicely, but then again, his humidor is always stocked with well aged havanas.
On his 21st birthday this past April, (my 51st also) I gifted him a box of vintage RyJ Churchill tubos........from 1985, the year he was born. He has tried one and said it was the best cigar he has tasted to date. I think he is saving the rest to smoke every year on his (our) birthday.
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That's a great story Bruce, thanks for sharing. My son is around the same age and didn't begin smoking until he joined the Army. He asked me one day why I smoked all these years, and I told him that for me, the ritual of choosing, cutting, lighting, and proper smoking of a cigar helps to relax me after a particularly stressful day at work. He never liked the smell and usually avoided me, but he finally asked to try one. I told him to pick one out and he comes back with a Partagas Salomone. That was a bit much for him, so I finished it for him, while he re-picked and settled on a Siglo VI. He was hooked. Now with the stresses that he endures on a daily basis in Afghanistan, he finds time each day to grab some cigars, grab some friends, and grab some piece of mind.
If only I could get him to buy his own and quit mooching off the old man
