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I don't thing I've ever seen the man without a cigar of some kind in his mouth. Every picture, every memory, every time I see him now - he was one of his beloved discount cigars stuck in the corner of his mouth. I
remember him telling me one day, "I tried one of them there fancy Cuban cigars once." And that was all he would say about it.

I never did find out if he every liked it or not. But, I do know he likes the discount cigars he gets each week down at the corner drug store. He's been going there for 57 years. At least, that's what he tells me anyway. That's kind of like him telling me how he had to walk barefoot to school up hill in the snow. Both ways. I thought I'd get him a nice present one day and I took him out to look at some cigar humidors. I told him to pick one out and I would buy it for him for his cigars. He looked at them for awhile and looked at me and said, "I tried one of them there fancy Cuban cigars once." And then walked out of the store.