My father’s “office” for his store in the 1950s and 1960s was a little room, not much more than an alcove, with a small table, a chair and a “filing system” that was actually a pair of cigar boxes. No ...

After my father’s death, more than 40 years ago, my mother passed along to me two personal items of his: a cigar cutter and a handcrafted wooden humidor. Both of these objects are uniquely unlike ...