Out of the Humidor
From the Print Edition:
Tom Selleck, Winter 95/96
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I saved two Hoyos for the honeymoon. Although my wife does not smoke, she sits with me while I enjoy my cigars. She (like many readers' wives) sees the enjoyment and relaxation I feel when smoking. We sat on the hotel balcony in Myrtle Beach and I enjoyed my Hoyo. It was a great moment!
Although my budget does not dictate Hoyos on a regular basis (I am a robusto smoker-- usually Don Carlos, Fonseca 5-50 or Ashton Magnum), I look forward to getting all the guys together periodically and reliving our wedding in Pinehurst, North Carolina. I love my wife and I love my cigars. I know I will cherish both for a long, long time.
Nashua, New Hampshire
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In September 1944, I was part of the first contingent of SHAEF personnel to be flown into Paris after it was liberated. We were transported to Camp de Satory, next to the Palace of Versailles. SHAEF took over all the offices and barracks used by the German Army command during its occupation of France.
We had nothing to do that week so we did a lot of sightseeing in Paris. I also took the time to check out all the carriage houses on the grounds of the palace. In one of them, I found a huge cone-shaped mound of cigars, about 15 feet high. They were not boxed, nor were the cigars individually wrapped. Obviously, the Germans did not have the materials to do this during the war. Although the cigars I could see were in perfect shape, I wondered if those at the bottom of the pile in the middle were crushed.
The following week, the PX opened, but it did not have any cigarettes available. So I told the sergeant in charge of the PX about my find. He took a look and had thousands of cigars moved. For the next two weeks, the PX substituted cigars for cigarettes at the rate of ten a day (if you wanted that many).
The cigars had a tan wrapper and were all-tobacco. They were firm and had a mild taste. They were about 4 1/2 inches long with tapered ends. One end was open; the other, closed, which we had to bite off (we didn't have any clippers). They were the best cigars that I can ever remember smoking.
I assume only the officers could get them after our cigarette rations caught up with us. We enlisted men never saw the cigars again.
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