I spent time over the weekend reminiscing with my big brother, Arthur, while he smoked a cigar out on the patio in the chilly evening after dinner. It had been years since just the two of us had talked about growing up and it was fun to relive those times. He also clarified a few things I had managed to remember incorrectly. I’m not sure when he started smoking a cigar after dinner but this new ritual of his made it possible for us to just sit and talk and enjoy each other’s company. It was a memorable evening.