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I will forever the smell of cigars on your breath. It is not a bad smell, its remembering.

Whenever I walk into the cigar or cigarette stores, I have find memories of trying to go fishing and flinging your hat into the water. I remember crashing your four-wheeler and you looked at me with the stern look. I smelled the cigar smoke and I knew I was gonna be ok.

I do not remember a time not getting in trouble and not smelling cigars.

I will always cherish.

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