Sunday, April 22, 2007

A Florida Keys Album, pg. 4, the Funky Charms of the Conch Republic






TOP: This primitive one-man human powered minisubmarine sits in the parking lot of Herbie's Diner, in Marathon. It was designed and built by retired naval submarine commander George Kittredge about 40 years ago. You can still find these little deathtraps for sale on the internet, but you'd have to be nuts to go down in one. The happy minnow on a fishhook was also at Herbie's.

MIDDLE: The Conch Republic sign was alongside a trailer in Marathon. Guess the owner got tired of being asked directions.

BOTTOM: When I saw the robot gorilla at Freds Beds I had to check the place out. Co-owner and Lonely Guy Ed Heeney gave me a tour, which included this wonderfully funky shark rotting away on a boat trailer in the back yard. But the real star of the place was Ed's little dog Maggie, who Ed claimed was an irresistible "chick magnet." While we were talking, a girl walked by on the street, and Maggie made a beeline for her, licking her feet until she stopped. This gave Ed the opportunity to strike up a conversation. "See what I mean?" he said later. "Man I love that dog."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I think this Hopi Prayer belongs on a blog by an environmentalist.
Hope others enjoy reading it. It was featured in a collection of poems compiled after 9/11 called "Giving Sorrow Words."

Hopi Prayer

Hold on to what is good
even if it's a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it's a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it's a long way from here.
Hold on to your life
even if it's easier to let go.
Hold on to my hand
even when I've gone away from you.