Out of the Humidor
From the Print Edition:
David Caruso, Jan/Feb 2007
I am a trial lawyer. There are many joys in life but few are as sweet as winning a trial or smoking a fine cigar (not necessarily in that order). There are some trials that I have won that I should have lost and there are some that I have lost that I should have won. Today, I lost, and despite the fact that we are seriously considering an appeal, it was still a bitter pill to swallow.
My mood lightened near the end of the day as I enjoyed a Cuban cigar by my outdoor pond. The leaves fell gently around me on one of our last days of the beautiful and warm Indian summer. The pleasure of these precious moments is often heightened when I read the newest issue of your magazine and today was no different.
There was one exception. Your piece on the Comprehensive Secondhand Smoke Control Ordinance passed by the shortsighted city council of Calabasas, California, was upsetting and is surely a wake-up call for all of us. The prohibition against smoking in all public places—even outdoors—is truly Orwellian, but as a trial lawyer, I fear that an alarming precedent has been set. It may not be long before this latest in a series of infringements on our freedoms spreads across the United States and to us here in Canada.
It is time for all good people who love freedom to realize that it is time for us to stand up for what we believe and to make the sacrifices necessary to reverse this trend. We need to realize that we can't leave our futures to chance. I would challenge everyone reading your magazine to consider running for political office or otherwise taking positive steps to advocate against these types of ordinances. We can't afford to sit back and smoke while Rome burns. It's time to stand up and be counted, and at the end of the day, after the work is done, we need to stay vigilant and, God willing, enjoy the freedom of lighting up without fear of prosecution from the overzealous and misinformed.
London, Ontario, Canada
I wanted to share my story of how I was introduced to the world of cigars and your publication. I've only started smoking cigars over the last five years. I had enjoyed cigars at the occasional wedding, but have come to appreciate a quality cigar due to an unfortunate incident.
I had a friend who passed away unexpectedly and I "inherited" a big portion of his cigar collection. He was a world traveler and had accumulated quite a collection. To become knowledgeable about these gifts left by my friend, I did as much research as I could on each cigar and subscribed to your magazine, which has become my favorite.
Those cigars are long gone, but through a lot of trial and error, I've come to have my own favorites. I've also created my own tradition, taking the band off each cigar I've smoked and writing the date and occasion on the back of it. The Cohiba Siglo II on a Honduran beach, the Fuente Fuente OpusX Robusto with friends in New Orleans, the Montecristo No. 2 catching up with a childhood buddy on a hotel balcony in Vancouver.
Many times cigars are shared among friends and happy conversation, but many cigars have been enjoyed alone on my backyard patio after a hard day at work. Each cigar has become a time for reflection, an experience to remember and a reminder of a great pastime that my late friend has left me. Each time I light up a cigar, I think of my friend, Ken.