Out of the Humidor
From the Print Edition:
maduro issue, Winter 93/94
(continued from page 8)
Harry N. Turk
New York, New York
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I would like to share with you an incident that occurred this past spring. I was at home studying for my final examination in statistics to be held the next morning. While I am a good student, this particular course had been giving me trouble. I was nervous and irritable when the postman arrived. He provided all the excuse I needed to get away from my desk.
Finding the latest edition of CIGAR AFICIONADO in the mail lifted my spirits considerably. I selected a Montecruz Colossus, the largest cigar in my humidor, donned my slippers, put up my feet and for the next hour or so relaxed with my smoke and enjoyed your magazine from cover to cover. I took special delight in the profile on Groucho; the levity was just what I needed.
When, sadly, my cigar was finished, I returned to my studies. However, I did so with renewed confidence and energy. Much of my frustration had become smoke and ash. The hour I spent with that cigar and your magazine did as much for me as a good night's sleep.
When my grades arrived this summer, I opened the envelope with confidence: I knew I had done well enough to pass statistics. But an "A"!
I cannot prove it, statistically speaking, but I have no doubt that the time spent in relaxation and meditation with a fine cigar that spring afternoon contributed greatly to my success the next day.
C. T. Bradley
San Francisco, California
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