When my grandpa was alive a long time ago, my family would visit him and usually would spend the whole day with him. When I think of my grandpa, it is him and his love of cigars. This one time, it was his birthday and the family had a huge party planned for him at his house. I remember him being very surprised and getting very misty eyed. While the party was in full swing, my grandpa and many other male members of my family went outside to smoke his most favorite gift of all, some very nice cigars. I don’t think they were Cuban cigars, but what did I know about cigars at that young age. I am sure my uncles found the best cigars prices they could when they were looking for my grandpa’s gift. My grandpa was in heaven, how he loved his discount cigars. The house always had the lingering cigar smell, but that was grandpa. That is my best memory of my grandpa, him sitting and laughing among his sons and everyone enjoying every puff of their favorite cigars.