Cigar Samplers and Long Lost Memories

Yesterday while sitting at the park reading my book while the rest of the family fished, I smelled a cigar. I had an immediate flashback to when I was little and my dad used to smoke them once in a while. I always liked the smell of a cigar when my dad smoked them. For some reason, it always made me feel comfortable. He used to get these cigars samplers in the mail and I would be so excited when they came because I loved smelling each one.

My dad doesn't smoke anymore. He gave it up years and years ago, but it's funny how a simple smell can bring back memories of a happy, comforting time.