[KillerCelt]

My Dad and uncle would always smoke cigars when we went camping. I would stay up late and we would discuss history, politics, and the world around the campfire whilst they smoked. I always thought that I wanted to smoke cigars after watching them.

I worked at a country club as a dishwasher and one of my friends was a cart-boy and they would always get the beer and cigars left in the carts. One day I was joking with him that he should give me one of the 6 cigars he found that day and he threw one at me. It was a black and mild and I enjoyed it because I was underage at the time and felt like I was thwarting society.

My first real cigar was a Romeo y Julietta Numero Dos. I bought a couple for a friend and I to celebrate graduation (high school). We smoked them on a beautiful day while playing a round of golf and I've been hooked since.