HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers! Happy Mother’s Day to my mother!

My mother has been gone some thirty odd years. I still think of her every day.

I have a large painting of my mother that sits over my desk. I see her constantly. I even talk to her on occasion. I vent.

We had a good relationship. She was retired. I would stop by to see her almost every day on my way home after work. Not for long. Fifteen minutes to a half hour. A bottle of Beefeaters and a glass of ice on the kitchen table. My mother did not drink. The Beefeaters was for me.

We talked about this and that. Rarely important. Just mother/son chit chat.

I miss her.

Hurricane season is around the corner. Begins June 1.

The prediction is the season will be slightly below average. Six hurricanes anticipated. Two which will be major ones.

We have been lucky in recent years. Hurricanes, yes. But they always bent at the last minute and missed us. May that continue to be the case!

Key West Songwriters Festival this weekend. Musicians come from all over. They play just about every bar and location in town.

I walked Duval and the side streets yesterday listening.  Occasionally, stopping. I stayed a while to hear the group playing on Duval in front of Sloppy Joe’s. Then to Smokin’ Tuna. Finally, Margaritaville.

The walk, crowds and heat did me in.  I had anticipated it would. Knew dinner would be at home for me.

I took out one of Fran’s containers of frozen pork sauce in the morning. Left it on the counter to thaw. Last night, I enjoyed stove pipes buried in Fran’s thick red pork sauce. Covered generously with Parmesan cheese.

Ate too much. I did not care. Good was good.

Fran and husband Tom are in Paris for ten days. I e-mailed Fran and told her how great her sauce was.

Some things I do not understand. Like why a toll on US 1. The only road in and out of Key West.

An Islamorada councilman named Mike Forster went to Washington last week to discuss a toll. He favors it. He is pushing it. Why, I do not understand.

US 1 is generally a narrow two lane road for 140 miles. Key West at the southern end. When I go to Hogfish, Roostica, Geiger Key, Square Grouper, Mangrove Mama’s or to visit my Sugarloaf friends, US 1 is involved at some point.

I have to pay to travel 1/2 mile to 20 miles?

Forster is speaking to the issue tomorrow evening at 5:30 at the VFW on the Boulevard. I plan on attending.

This will be a big week for me. Thursday night the Key West Art & Historical Society is sponsoring a talk at Tropic Cinema. An Arlo Haskell speaking. His topic: The former Jewish underground involving Key West and Cuba. 1918-1939.

Charles Krauthammer is a noted columnist for the Washington Post. A conservative.

He wrote in a recent column re the Trump/Comey situation: “The king asked whether no one would rid him of this troublesome priest, and got so impatient he did it himself.” Henry VIII had Thomas More beheaded.

Comey’s firing no different.

History may speak of it as the beginning of the end of Trump’s Presidency.

Reap the Wild Wind was published by Thelma Strabel in 1940. A story of Key West and wreckers. The Saturday Evening Post immediately serialized it.

Strabel used the Saturday Evening Post money she received to build a home in Key West. In 1940, she obtained a building permit to construct a house at 400 South Street.

At the time, she claimed it was the most southern point in the United States.

The home was later demolished and a larger one built on the site. Strabel was long gone from Key West by that time.

Enjoy your Mother’s Day! Enjoy your Sunday!

FRANKENSTEIN

Frankenstein. Big guy! Scared the hell out of me when I was a kid. Used to cower in the movie seat. Eyes covered.

Mary Shelley was 21 when she published Frankenstein this day in 1818. The book also titled The Modern Prometheus. Often referred to as the world’s first science fiction novel.

Fran Dixon, thank you!

My Buffalo friend brought me a full meal when last she and husband Tom visited Key West some three years ago. Linguine with sauce and meatballs. Carried in her suitcase. The sauce and meat balls frozen. The pasta not.

Fran instructed me how to cook the linguine, etc.

The reason I eat out most evenings is I do not like to eat alone. If I do spend an evening at home, it is a bologna or peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Cooking to any degree too much.

Three months and Fran’s meal was still sitting in the freezer and refrigerator.

Donna and Terri had invited me to dinner last night. Donna the cook of cooks! I agreed, but said I would supply the meal.

Donna heated everything. Threw in a caesar salad.

Fran’s food outstanding! Better than that! Especially the sauce and meat balls. Both had the distinct flavor of the sauce and meat balls my mother and grandmother made.

I write Fran a thank you note. Asked, what next? Standing prime rib?

Another good meal tonight. Berlin’s. Company good, also. Jenna.

Lynda Frechette is an animal! A beautiful one! She works her butt off with Aqua Idol. A fundraiser for The Waterfront Playhouse.

Not an easy task. First, she has to round up exceptional singers. Then manage many weeks of competition. Aqua packed every Tuesday. Wall to wall.

Keep up the great work, Lynda! If you who have never done Aqua Idol, go next Tuesday. Guaranteed, you will enjoy.

Did only one Go Live show on Facebook yesterday. Listed several major appointments by Trump who are dead set on destroying the agencies they have been appointed to lead. Also, those who are part of Trump’s White House team.

They are pushing our country to a precipice. Trump’s fault. He appointed them.

William Hackley. Part of our lives.

On this date in 1856, Hackley paid the dentist Dr. Walton’s bill. Dental work done at home over four different days. For Hackley, Matilda and their children. Ten extractions, three fillings, and other dental procedures.

Total bill: $30. $3,000 plus these days.

Enjoy your day!