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The Origin of "Keep It Lit"
One Saturday night, Ginnie and I were enjoying drinks and a cigar at a well-known Cigar Lounge in Tampa, FL. The service at the Lounge, on that hot humid Florida evening, was slow. After sitting there with empty glasses, for what seemed like an eternity, I decided to make the trek to the bar and get fresh drinks. As I stood up, I cast an apprehensive glance at my smoldering cigar perched on the side of the ashtray. I knew there was no way I was going to make the exodus to the bar and back before my cigar went out. As if reading my mind Ginnie picked the cigar up took a long slow drag and in her sultry Cuban accent said, “Don’t worry Baby, I will KEEP IT LIT for you”.
