Captain Tony is a Key West legend. An icon. Remembered. Revered.
His former bar on Greene Street still bears his name. The bar inside and out as it was in his day.
Toni one of his children. Today, a concierge at the Marriott Beachside. Plus involved in a multitude of other things like marrying people, planning weddings, painting and blog writing.
Her blog is titled Sharing My Key West Legacy. http://tonitarracino.com. One of the best I have read. She has her hands on everything Key West.
I told Toni her material was so good I would be plagiarizing her recollections on occasion.
She wrote of the West Martello Fort. Its history. Today home of the Garden Club and a wedding venue. She mentions the Autograph Tree. Never heard of it. Yet, she knew.
The tree stands at the entrance to the Fort. People have scratched and otherwise written their names and initials on the leaves over the years.
Another story involves the fish sitting on the outside of Capt. Tony’s bar. Second floor level. People always turning their backs to the fish and trying to throw quarters into its open mouth.
Toni shared the origin of the custom.
As a girl, she helped out at the bar. There actually was a slow season then. The summer. The bar was hot. She and other staff would take benches outside and sit on them. The heat inside too much.
One of those sitting with Toni was a rabid Larry Bird fan. He used to stand, yell “top of the key” and try to throw quarters in the fish’s mouth.
Toni and friends thought it too hot for him to do it as he was. They convinced him to stand on the curb on his toes with his back to the fish.And then try to successfully throw quarters into the fish’s mouth.
A tradition was born. You know the story. A continuing event born out of heat, boredom, and today a bit of alcohol.
My Key West yesterday.
A manicure with Tammy. Business slow. Will pick up next week. Tammy said women like to pretty up for Thanksgiving.
Then a visit with Dr. Norris. He’s not concerned with what now has been determined to be a ligament or muscle protruding on the left side of my neck. Five inches long. I feared it was my carotid and I was heading for a stroke.
A late lunch at Cuban Coffee Queen. The Queen I was at is in the bowels of Key Lime Square. As is Dr. Norris’ office. I sat looking down the Square towards Southard. It was quiet. Peaceful. Few people. Sun hitting the trees and foliage just right. A relaxing moment.
On the way home, I drove pass David Wolkowsky’s home on Flagler. Someone was working on his Rolls Royce or some ancient roadster. The hood was up. David had two vintage vehicles. Each close to 100 years old.
Last night, Blue Macaw. Enjoyed!
Joe and Andrea back after 2 weeks in Ohio. Good to see them again. Terri singing. Donna at the bar, of course.
More Key West nostalgia.
Some small guys enjoy big ladies. Especially sexually. In 1993, Rocky was out and about. Rocky a 7 pound male Chihuahua. He saw an 80 pound female Rottweiler. One or both in heat. The dirty deed was done. The 80 pound Rott got pregnant.
The Rottweiler’s owners sued. I have no idea what the offspring looked like. In any event, the Rott owners won. The court awarded them $2,567.50.
Pythons have overtaken southern Florida. Actual number unknown. Estimated to be in excess of one million. Cannot be eradicated. Hopefully contained.
The government hires snake hunters. One recently killed the largest ever. A 17 foot 5 inch python weighing 120 pounds. In the Homestead area.
Imagine the beauty wrapping itself around you.
Another problem now out of control are iguanas. The State failed to pay attention. They eat our flowers and defecate in our pools. They are all over the roadways. A danger to driving.
The State has commenced a program to get rid of the iguanas. I hope it is not too late as with the pythons.
Tonight, Syracuse/Connecticut play basketball at 7 in Madison Square Garden. Two former Big East foes. Syracuse ranked #15 nationally. Connecticut not ranked.
I will be home watching the game.
A cold spell coming in. The temperature will be 75 degrees tomorrow. Down from 85 in one day. Most Key Westers will say they love it. I will say I’m cold! Just how it affects me.
Never got to the notes re world events I wanted to share. All less than a week old. Perhaps tomorrow. I got carried away today with Key West items.
Enjoy your day!
A good guy with a gun, Jemel Robinson, wearing a tee shirt that said “Security” was shot dead by police while subduing a suspect in a shooting where he was the security guard, once again disproves the NRA arguments
You will need multiple armed guards at each location to give the best chance that at least one would fire their weapon at the shooter.
Or each other? Multiple armed guards just increases chaos. The point here is that “a good guy with a gun” is NOT the cure.