I’d like to tell you the story of how I became a lover of cigars. I started working for a Ford dealership a little over a year ago. Last August I had a customer come in to look at the new F150. It became an instant friendship. This guy is as cool as they get. He was a retired sheriff. And looked like a mean, mean man. But was so nice. The type of guy that would give you the shirt off of his back. My wife and I meet him and his wife for dinner and laughter. The stories started of the life he led, the people he knew, and the places he had been. He told us of his friendship with Fulgencio Batista, & Fidel Castro. He always smoked the best smelling cigars I had ever smelled. So I asked if I could try one. He was happy to share. So, there we sat, drinking scotch, smoking cigars and carrying on like two women. After that he would stop by the dealership every few weeks with a sample of cigars for me. Some direct from Fidels private collection. As you ca
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agine, I happy to say. I love a good smoke now and again. Thanks for reading my story. Your friend in Pa, Mike.
– Mike H
