Objects of Desire: Cigars

(columbusalive.com) When I went to visit my Grandma and Grandpa Mantey a few weekends ago for Mother’s Day, I could smell my grandpa before I could see him. Impressive, considering that he was competing with gas emissions from a 100-head herd of Holstein dairy cows that call his farm home.
It was the cigar he was smoking, the familiar scent of burning tobacco and chemicals and vanilla. Hi, Grandpa. Continued