. . . And Things Were Discussed

It has been a busy weekend and it is still not over.

Daughters, dogs, my son-in-law, and a friend or two dropped in.

There were always at least three conversations taking place simultaneously in the same room, a typical occurrence in my home when the family is together.

Elissa and Cole brought a few Esteban Carrerra “Mr. Brownstone” cigars from Columbia, (South Carolina, not the country) for my birthday.

(An interesting reference to heroin and a GNR song by the same name.)

Although it was a brisk evening, Cole, me and most of the six dogs present ventured out to the back deck after dinner to share a quiet moment.

There is something that happens to men when we get together with a cigar and an adult beverage.

We often discuss topics that normally don’t appear in our daily, casual conversations.

Important things.

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Things were discussed.

 

Topics that bond us over time and reveal who we really are.

I have been smoking the occasional cigar for longer than Cole has been alive and was able to share some tips with him, a relative newbie.

The women let us be last night

My son-in-law and I are learning about each other.

An exercise in non-toxic masculinity.

PS. . . Nice cigar for the guys out there that are so inclined. I would have given it a 9 for flavor, but the draw was a little tight.

 

 

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About Ray V.

Living in Aiken, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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11 Responses to . . . And Things Were Discussed

  1. Happy Birthday Ray. I haven’t smoked since 1 October 2000, but I can still smell that cigar!

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    • Ray V. says:

      A cigarette has never touched my lips, but I have been known to enjoy a pipe or cigar now and then. A good, manly smell

      Liked by 1 person

    • Like you Peter, I started smoking at 14 and stopped when we moved here 42 years ago. However, before finally quitting, I swapped to those little cigars with a neat holder.Then my best friend told me that I smelled bad!!
      I still love the smell of a cigar (not cigarettes) and I adore pipe smoke, reminds me of my dad, he smoked a pipe for most of his life.

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  2. P & J says:

    So happy to see you enjoying your new son-in-law. A boy at last! Happy Birthday! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Ahh – Male bonding, over here you’d do it at the pub!

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  4. Birthday on Saturday? Happy Birthday Ray!

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