America’s horniest President? Not John Kennedy. Not Bill Clinton.
Warren G. Harding. Considered also our worst President. Referred to as “useless.” His administration blanketed in corruption.
Harding was a lover.
One of his great loves involved Nan Britton.
They met when she was 14 and he 45. The relationship got going in a New York City hotel room when Nan was 18 and the President 49. Everything short of actual consummation. Nan wanted to preserve her virginity.
Two years later when Nan was 20 and the President 51, Nan relented and gave Harding a woman’s most prized possession.
The relationship continued into the White House. Nan had the run of the place. The two were careful as to their sexual escapades. they enjoyed sex in a small closet in the ante-room to the Oval Office. The closet five foot square.
Nan gave birth to a baby girl. He supported her and the child with monthly payments. The Republican National Party did likewise.
Harding and Trump have much in common. In addition to sexcapades, opposition to immigration. Harding enacted racist immigration laws.
Harding referred to Nan as his “sweetheart incompatible.”
He referred to his penis as “Jerry.”
Another of his loves was Carrie Fulton Phillips. Considered Harding’s lifetime mistress.
In 2014, the Library of Congress released Harding’s love letters to Carrie.
In one, he write: “I love your poise / Of perfect thighs / When they hold me in paradise…..”
In another: “Jerry came and will not go, says he loves you….. / He is so utterly devoted that he only exists to give you all.”
Why this story today? Harding was born on this date in 1865.
The Chart Room first last night. John bartending.
Chris and Don there! My Syracuse area friends. Love them both!
they are to be married in March. At the Hyatt. they were to be married on the dock. No dock. Irma. Hyatt assured them there would be one in place by March.
Chris is putting the wedding together. A monumental job. In addition to her work as a top executive with a major company.
They relieved me as to what I am to wear to the wedding. I mentioned I had to purchase a sport jacket, slacks and shoes for the event. I only have shorts, shirts and sandals. Don said, “Absolutely not.” The wedding an informal one attire wise. He is wearing shorts and a sport shirt.
A gent and his wife were seated on the other side of me. He a Boston College grad. An attorney. We talked Boston College sports. Especially, football. Doug Flutie, of course.
Then to Hot Tin Roof alone for dinner. Sat at the bar.
They had stone crabs! My meal! Eight dollars per stone crab. small ones. I had six. Equated to one pound. Absolutely delicious!
As good as the small ones at Pier One. More expensive however. Pier One $26 a pound compared to the $48 a pound I paid at Hot Tin Roof.
Turned out to be a good food and good time evening.
A lady two seats over at the bar asked if I were Louis. I was. we had met 5 1/2 years ago at the Chart Room. She recalled i had mentioned her in the blog the next day.
Lesley her name.
Lesley left Key West at some point thereafter. To Nashville. In the process of returning. actually arrived the day before after fleeing Irma for a few days. she has a position as bartender at the new Duval Central soon to open. The former Gecko’s. She already is settled in. Apartment, etc.
Enjoyed her company. Will stop into Duval Central when it opens to visit her.
Duval Central cannot miss. It is between Sloppy Joe’s and Irish Kevin’s. The word is Gecko closed down because the landlord doubled the rent. It happens in Key West.
This morning’s KONK Life E-Blast carried a slew of photos by Bill Klipp of the Fantasy Fest Parade. Great pics!
There has been no public announcement as to the crowd for the parade. Normally, 80,000. Eighty thousand translates into very crowded sidewalks. Hard to move.
the photos showed much fewer spectators. A marathon could be run on the siewalks.
Guess that is why there has been no announcement as to number of watchers.
I was totally into baseball in my early years. Dies not tuen me on in my old age. as eveidenced by the fact that I watched not one inning of the World Series.
Noted this morning that the Houston /astros won the series in seven games. Over th Los Angeles Dodgers. Congratulations to the Astros
Nevember is National Novel Writing Month. My publisher advised it woud be out by the end of the week. tomorrow is friday. hope it on the stands!
Whatever, Irma and Me will be born during National Novel Writing Month. Unintentionally.
Enjoy your day!