I continue to be intigued by the beauty of the keys!
I had to be in Marathon yesterday. A 1 hour drive north on US 1. I put the top down on the car and away I went! Green water on both sides of the road as far as the eye could see. No radio. Just the sound of the wind to hear and the water to see. What could be better!
Dinner at the bar at La Trattoria in the evening. Kathy bartending. I like Kathy. Probably because she is from the north country also. Albany. Beecha was her usual beautiful self. And I like Beecha, too!
Then to the Chart Room at the Pier House. Hemingway’s old haunt. A small cluttered bar. Really an enlarged closet.
It was Donna the bartender’s last night. She leaves friday for Knoxville, Tennessee. We shall see her no more! Sad! We have all enjoyed her company and charm. A sweet southern belle! Accent and all!
This banking problem is a major scare! No one was paying attention! Except those who were benefitting, of course. Does government intercede? Apparently it must. It seems that decision has already been made. But in what fashion? And how much? And who watches how the money is disbursed? And on and on. And these decisions must be made in a week or less. Wild! Major screw up!
It seems like the American people are being asked to buy a pig in the poke. No good.
And the dynamics of this thing change daily. No, hourly! So confusing!
We are in trouble!