I was paying my bill at the bar at Antonia’s last night. Sensed someone behind me. Turned. A lovely blond. Magnificent. Hair style a bit different. Short punk? Punk pixie? Short spiky? To me, they all look alike. The cut marvelous.
It was obvious she knew me. I could not recall her. It was George. George is a lady.
I have seen George probably six times in fifteen years. The first time at Lisa’s wedding. The event at the Southernmost Beachside. We took over the restaurant and entire beach. Food and drink stations everywhere.
I was at one of the martini bars. A young lady spoke to me. George. She introduced herself as a friend of Lisa’s. My recollection is we enjoyed two apple martini’s each as we talked.
I recall not the specifics of the conversation. Recognized George was a deep thinking sensitive woman. I enjoyed our time together.
As mentioned earlier, last night was the sixth time I have seen her in 15 years.
George is a bartender at Hogsbreath. When we first met. Even today. Dillon her husband.
We exchanged a few pleasantries. Then invited me to join her friends at the other end of the bar. She wanted me to meet Joni, a relative newcomer to Key West.
I knew Dillon, Nic and Cori Convertino.
I refer to Cori normally by her title. Doctor. She has a Doctorate. Impressive. She is the Curator at the Key West Art and Historical Society (KWAHS).
Cori’s work brilliant. Her shows and offerings at the Custom House beyond the best. I have come to admire her greatly.
Nic, her husband.
I was introduced to Joni. Told she read my blog everyday. Such made her an instantaneous hit with me.
We walked to the other end of the bar and chatted.
Originally from outside Philadelphia, she has lived in Key West six months. Already bought a place. A condominium on Petronia between Duval and Whitehead.
Joni has an MBA. Spent a lifetime working in finance for Sunoco. Already employed in Key West. With KWAHS.
Attractive. A nice person. I sense we shall meet again.
Sitting next to me during dinner were Jan Gebhart and Bob Pracher. A Key West love story. Both widowers. Now have a home in Key West.
In her other life, Jan was in the scrap metal business in northern Indiana. We had much to talk about. I was an environmental attorney. Sheet metal and environmental lawyering go hand in hand.
Bob impressed me. He owned a BMW distributorship in Westbury, Long Island. Third largest in the country. Sold 4,000 BMW’s a year.
Nicole bartending. Seven straight weeks. TK stayed north with his mother extra long. TK back tuesday. Nicole will return to waitressing.
I enjoyed Nicole’s company as bartender. A charming engaging woman.
Prior to Antonia’s, I was at Kate Miano’s Gardens. The Gardens was hit hard by Irma.
The property extensive. Surrounded by a large wooded area. Huge trees. Some probably back to Indian days.
Many wiped out.
There was one empty area relatively large. I thought perhaps a guest house had been situated the spot. No. Merely tall trees. All gone.
Irma has effected her business. She had to return deposits in the six figures. No insurance to cover the tree losses.
Kate is one of the smartest and aggressive women I know. She and her Gardens will recover.
Saw many friends. Jean Thornton one of them. My joy to see Jean. We will have a special bond the rest of our lives.
Earlier in the day, Sloan and I spent four hours finalizing work on Irma and Me. Tedious. E-mailed everything to the Publisher. He advised the book may be out by week’s end.
Tonight, Dueling Bartenders and I know not what else.
Enjoy your day!