Page 2--March 1989-Solares Hill Don't Head North Without Them! ...footprints 610 Duval Street Old Town il Solares Hill is a community newspaper published monthly on the slopes of Key West's highest point by Solares Hill Publications, 930-C Eaton Street, Key West, FL 33040.Telephone: 294-3602. Editor & Publisher Bill Huckel Managing Editor Ann Boese. Art Director Marko Fields Art Assistant Jean G. Advertising Production Manager George Leidal Contributing Photographer Richard Watherwax Typesetting Christine Naughton Bookkeeping Patty Anthony Sales Staff Richard Weiner, Renate Perelom, George Leidal, Kim Brock Editorial Consultant Bud Jacobson © 1989 Solares Hill, Inc. With a little help from our friends The New Solares Hill tJolares Hill is about to get a new owner. A final contract is being negotiated for the sale of Solares Hill Publications by its founder, Bill Huckel, to a partnership consisting of Key West literary personality Frank E. Taylor, Woodstock (New York) publisher Geddy Sveikauskas, and New Haven Register (Connecticut) publisher Tom Geyer, a longtime Key West winter visitor. The sale is expected to close within the next week. Taylor and Sveikauskas will be responsible for the operation of the successor company to Solares Hill Publications on a day-to-day basis. Solares Hill has proven itself a vital and redoubtable community institution, an outpost of intelligent expression that must continue. And continue it will. Improve it must. And improve it will. The three partners have had operational responsibility in newspaper publishing ventures of dramatically different magnitudes. During his career, Tom Geyer has been an editor and publisher of daily newspapers ranging in circulation from a few thousand to more than a hundred thousand. In addition to his substantial and varied career in book publishing, Frank E. Taylor once managed the Mount Kisco Patent Trader, a twice-a-week newspaper in New York State. Geddy Sveikauskas has been editor and publisher of Woodstock Times, a f IGHTHOUSF SOUTHERN ITALIAN DINING DINNER 6-11 917 DUVAL • KEY WEST 296-7837 Diner's Club and Visa Accepted weekly newspaper he founded. He also operates a weekly newspaper, the, Huguenot and Highland Herald, and a quarterly called Ulster Magazine in New Paltz, New York. Introductions such as these customarily include promises. The new publishing team would like to refrain from these. They are willing to say, however, that they are earnestly committed to realizing the full potential of Solares Hill as Key West's most authentic and dedicated community voice. They maintain that theirs is not a get-rich-quick scheme or a marketing ploy. It is a serious effort to give Key West the high-quality publications it deserves and can support. laylor, 73, associate publisher of the newly formed publishing enterprise, attended Hamilton College and the University of Minnesota. In the past 45 years he was editor-in-chief or publisher with several major book publishers including McGraw-Hill, Random House, Avon Books and Dell Books. He has four sons, three grandsons and a grandaughter. Sveikauskas, 49, will be publisher of the new enterprise. A graduate of Harvard College, he has also studied at Columbia University. A director of the Ulster County Development Corporation and the Catskill This month's cover is by Michael Shannon, who owns Michael Shannon Gallery on Lands End. SUBSCRIBE o >> o "3.n P—( X .2"o CO -1-1 c CD c .2 'u Xi 3 w OJ 3 i on e- ye ar , a o . •se- en H er a, N D Q I av e yo \ < U Solares Kill-March 1989-Page 3 Center for Conservation and Development, he has been a small-town newspaper publisher for the past 18 years. Geyer, 42, has been editor and/or publisher of various enterprises for Ingersoll Publications, a national newspaper company headquartered in Princeton, New Jersey, for virtually his entire journalistic career. Before assuming his position as chief executive officer of the New Haven Register, he was chief operating officer for all the Ingersoll newspapers. A graduate of St. John's College in Annapolis, Maryland, Geyer is a lecturer at Yale University. -Tor over a decade, Bill Huckel was Solares Hill and Solares Hill was Bill Huckel. Bill is a rare person. Through skill, personal integrity, complete commitment and sheer tenacity, he succeeded in realizing his vision of a unique publication in a unique community. The new management wishes him luck in his future endeavors and assures him that our pages will always remain open to him. Thanks are due to Maureen Shaw, a true friend who has kept the operation together during uncertain times, and to the entire staff of the paper, which has remained resolutely committed to the quality of Solares Hill through thick and thin. A major debt of gratitude is due to them, one which will be best expressed through the company's continued commitment to the traditions that Solares Hill has come to represent. The new Solares Hill team (from left): Tom Geyer, Ann Boese, Maureen Shaw, Sveikauskas, Frank E. Taylor. Photo by Richard Watherwax. teddv No major staff changes are anticipated. It is hoped the various columnists who have toiled selflessly for Solares Hill in the past can be persuaded to continue to do so. The new owners are particularly pleased that Ann Boese will remain at the helm as editor. A special debt of gratitude is owed to David Ethridge of Florida Keys Magazine, a good friend to Solares Hill.. Finally, thanks are due to Kay Maunesbach, "the guardian angel," and to Molly Leeds, "the devil's advocate," for being willing to do more than bemoan the potential loss of Solares Hill when the times indeed seemed bleak. Solares Hill, as always, will be giving Key West its best efforts. 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State law requires that priority consideration be given to CARL program projects within areas of critical concern, and emphasizes the importance of providing recreational lands for urban areas like Key West. SH: Where do the salt ponds stand on the statewide CARL acquisition list? JB: They rank 75th. Unfortunately, the low rank means the land is not "priority consideration." Even worse, the Department of Community Affairs ~ which was to have helped us control growth — is part of the problem. Their Housing Finance Agency is actually financing the Ocean Walk project, despite opposition on federal, state and local levels and the fact that this project will cost local taxpayers over $2 million. In this case, the area of critical concern designation doesn't mean much. SH: Then what are the most enforceable laws we have to protect the salt ponds? JB: The city's growth management plan acknowledges the value of marine and wetland environments in and around the city. Submerged land cannot be used for density calculation purposes. Height restrictions protect parcels at both ends of the airport runway. The Department of Environmental Regulation has established the salt ponds as outstanding Florida waters, providing them the highest level of protection against degradation. DER and the Army Corps of Engineers also regulate — but do not necessarily preclude development — in the wedand areas around the ponds. Although the language of these laws and regulations sounds strict and protective, there is always the possibility that development of some type could take place in supposedly "protected" areas. SH: Last year the salt ponds' CARL ranking was in the mid-30s. Why has it dropped? JB: The ranking was hurt as a result of the referendum defeat. It also has dropped because of ever-increasing statewide competi t ion for conservation funds. The Land Acquisition Selection Committee's decisions are based on the perceived statewide significance of a project as well as local support and matching funds. SH: Is there any way we could advance it? JB: Yes, by a show of local support in the form of calls and letters to the CARL committee and the Governor and Cabinet, or by attendance at their meetings in Tallahassee. Identifying sources of matching funding is also very important. The removal of the Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 5 Ocean Walk parcel will greatly reduce the total project acquisition cost and make the remaining acreage more affordable. SH: Is anyone lobbying for the salt ponds in Tallahassee? High visibility is effective but expensive at a distance of 500 miles. JB: The city and the state Audubon Societies both have lobbyists there who have appeared in support of the salt ponds proposal at committee and Cabinet hearings. Representatives of Friends of Florida and the Florida Keys Land Trust often travel to important meetings in Tallahassee. High visibility is effective, but expensive at a distance of 500 miles. SH: Are our elected officials supportive? JB: Yes. The project has received support from city and county commissions. The city recently reaffirmed its commitment of all the Fort Zachary Taylor Fund to the salt ponds for acquisition and management. The commission expressed its desire to build up a nest egg and a source for matching funds to insure the success of this project. At the same meeting, the commission approved a contract for YOU CAN HAVE THE BODY YOU WANT 1 SESSION IS EQUIVALENT TO • 100 SITUPS • 1000 PUSHUPS • 1000 LEGLIFTS 9-8 Week Days 9-2 Saturday Techniques New To Key West BODY 2001 Located at The Ferrin Building 3246 N. Roosevelt Blvd. 296-8753 Pat Fast, Manager $1.00 OFF! Any Regular Priced LP or Cassette. 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The breakdown of the VW van was particularly painful: the motor hesitating on the way to the airport; Tom's daughter and her friend watching the dashboard clock from the edge of their seats. Three-quarters of the way there the van had begun to choke and sputter. Tom pulled off the highway onto a steamy sideroad where the vehicle lurched to a deathlike halt. The girls groaned. They missed the flight. Days later, Tom thoroughly investigated the engine problem. Heat and smoke — he would have to cancel his retreat to Osenda, Arizona. Every year for nearly a decade, he had reserved one month to drive the 1,176 miles to Osenda for reflection and meditation. He loved it there: the lowly jackrabbit squatting beside the magnificent boulder. Osenda—the purple-and-gold center of life. There he had made big life decisions: to leave the Catholic church, to divorce, to move from West to East and from North to South. It all was necessary — the decisions and the trips. But neither would be possible this year. Fat plastic yellow and orange letters ahead spelled "Sunshine Bank." Tom flicked on his turn signal, pulled into the FEELING DISORIENTED? Do you have a melancholy yearning, manifested by obsessive thoughts of Lo Mein? You may be suffering from... WONTON FEVER We've got the cure! DUDDAJ BEJJJNC The Best Chinese Food in the Caribbean AT THE REACH 296-5000 6-11pm Simonton at the Ocean Wed-Sun INSIDE Your complete source of natural foods, macrobiotics, vitamins, bodycare, New Age tapes, literature and crystals. For all of you. on Southard at Simonton 296-2393 Open. 10-6 bank and positioned his car at the end of the long line waiting for drive-thru service. A red Mercedes 450-SL with a license plate that read BUCKS idled silently in front of him. The windows of the smooth little car were rolled up. It looked cool inside. In its rearview mirror, Tom could see the beautiful blonde seated coolly in the driver's seat. He thought back about 15 years to the Porsche he owned then. It was a silver-grey Targa; very fast and very cool. A honk blasted from behind. Then another. Without a glance in the rearview mirror, Tom focused ahead. The red Mercedes had moved up, and the space it left was causing bank customers behind him a lot of anxiety. What the hell difference did it make? Tom thought about the space and the reaction. What difference did 15 feet or 15 seconds or 15 years, for that matter, make? He cranked the Corolla into drive and lurched toward the Mercedes. Sweat glazed his forehead and salted his collar. An old man in a 1971 Impala was at the drive-thru terminal. The man sat with his head bowed for a long time and Tom thought the man was either sleeping or dead. He imagined the headlines: "Man Dies at Bank Window — Waiting customers riot over service delay." Then the AP photo: an angry crowd overturning the car, dousing it with gasoline; the blond lighting a match. Finally, a spotted skeletal hand holding a purple transaction canister crept from the See the Ocean from Our Point of View .... r rom the kitchen, dining area, living room, master bedroom, gallery, 31-foot private balcony and even from the double Jacuzzi in the master bath. Oceanfront • Tennis Court • Sauna • Gym »Two pools f key west beach club ELEGANT OCEANFRONT CONDOMINIUMS Salet • Vfeldy, Monthly, long Term Rentals beach club broken, inc. 1500 Atlantic Blti • Ke, ttia, FL 3iM • 3O5.2W-W3 old man's window and came to rest above a black plastic bassinette. The hand let the canister drop. The bassinette folded the canister into the terminal, where it was sucked away by the vacuum tube connecting banker with bank. Tom reached down on the passenger's seat for his checkbook. The pink deposit slip was already completed. He ran through the information: Kevin O'Mally ~ $500, rent; Denise Sorenson — $1000, rent plus deposit; Brenda Capperelli — $300, partial rent; Anne Schultz — $6.58, phone calls to Milwaukee. The deposit was $1,200; he needed the rest back in cash to pay for mechanical repairs. It brought his total balance to $4,572.36. He looked back over the balances for the year. Last July he had $8,000 in checking and $22,000 in savings. That was before the cross-country vacation, the trip to his daughter's high school graduation, the tenting of the house for termite extermination. Then again, it was in July that he had quit his job in the county Building and Planning Department. Slowly but steadily, that's when the accounts really began to deplete. Ultimately, he figured, it was everyday life that cost him real money. The car, the van, the girlfriends, the restaurants, the cigarettes, the rum. Among the roots, barely discernible, was Tom. And then there was the impending expense. The daughter ready to start college, accepted at the best, believing that Dad had saved all along. Just like the card commercials made it out to be. Dad sitting in a leather chair, smoking a pipe, the Wall Street Journal in his lap, the apologetic Spike at his feet. Dad picks up a bright blue envelope, opens the card inside and smiles. The image of a squeaky clean coed, sitting at her desk, thinking not about the Laws of Motion, but of Dad, appears on the screen. Thanks Dad, reads the card. Thank you, honey, says Dad. X he Impala had disappeared, the Mercedes was at the terminal. The Corolla bucked forward. Through his open window Tom heard whiny tones passing between blonde and teller. His mind jumped back to the college problem. He did believe it would be solved, though he didn't know how. There was a mother and a scholarship involved; that lightened the load some. And he had seriously considered fixing up the front of the house and renting it as another apartment. There were four units now, including his own space, and plenty of room for one or two more. An additional $500 a month could almost take care of his portion of the tuition. Of course there were expenses involved. The apartment would need a refrigerator and stove. Another whiny exchange, and the Mercedes zipped silently forward across the lot and swung around the corner, out of sight. Tom pulled up, put the car in park. He reached out the window and press'ecf a" black button with service lettered on it in white. The bassinette unfolded from the terminal and extended a cylinder just within reach. He stretched through the window and grasped it, recoiling as his underarm touched the hot chrome of the car door. Irritated, Tom placed his deposit in the vessel. An advertising brochure lay inside. The brochure was something new, something to read while he was waiting. Tom had never really looked at one. To him all advertising was the same — wasted paper, wasted ink, wasted trees, wasted time. Only once had it been of any use: when his daughter turned his junk mail into art. I've got my pad of forms, now let's get your life down here on paper. Last summer, she snipped pictures and shapes and colors from flyers and magazines. Then she arranged them into a six-foot-high collage. It was a tree. Tucked among the foliage were photos of Tom's daughter, ex-wife, mother, mother-in- law, father and cat. Among the roots, barely discernible, was Tom. Tom snapped the canister shut and tossed it into the waiting space. Like a bomb hole in a jet plane, the receptacle sucked it out of sight. He imagined the canister moving 1000 miles per hour down through the tube, under the asphalt, beneath the town, up through a hole in a mountain, and shooting end-over-end through the sky, beyond the earth's atmosphere and into outer space. X he girl with silver eyelids and coppery lips behind the bullet-proof glass was wearing long sleeves. Thank you, have a nice day, she said. The canister appeared. Thank you, Tom responded and the girl looked up and beyond him. Tom lifted the canister into the car and opened it. He picked up his transaction envelope; the brochure still lay underneath. He picked it up and studied the woman on the cover. She wore a maroon corduroy JC Penney's suit and was posed as the loan officer. I'm here to help, the woman's friendly smile and posture seemed to say. I've got my pad of forms, now let's get your life down here on paper. In 20 years, her children's children would find this brochure in a trunk and ask, Is that really grandma? Tom turned the brochure over. Long columns of numbers with percent signs were listed there. He opened it up: inside lay a second transaction envelope. He compared it with the other. One was thin, the other was fat. He peeked inside the fat one. Crisp and clean, there was over an inch worth's in there. Tom sat quietly for a moment. Then came questions. Had the bank made a mistake? Could the money belong to BUCKS? Or was it the old man's? Should he inform the teller? His ears grew warm. He "removed "the'eritife contents of the Solares Hil l -March 1989-Page 25 canister and placed it back in its bassinette, careful to avoid the chrome. Noticing a rapid thudding in his throat, he turned to the teller who seemed to nod to him but was really talking with another customer. Then he put the Corolla in drive and jerked away. M otoring back along Seastar Boulevard, Tom delighted in the coolness of the early evening air as it whipped and whirled about the Corolla's blue interior. It was relaxing, and with the relaxation came hunger. Tom pondered his dinner possibilities: sweet and sour chicken over rice; linguini with marinara sauce; Salisbury steak, mashed potatoes and green beans. He decided on the chicken, and thought maybe he'd watch a movie, drink a couple of beers. He contemplated the comfort of his worn-out couch, the slow safe rhythm of the ceiling fan forever turning above it. And he indulged an image of perfection: the lowly jackrabbit squatting beside the magnificent boulder. He saw purple, saw gold. Then Tom sighed, lightened up on the gas a little, and thugedy-thugged on home, m Health Fair The annual Key West and Big Pine Key Health Fairs, organized by the University of Miami School of Medicine, are back again March 4, 1989, for their 19th year. University of Miami medical students and local physicians have volunteered on Health Fair day to provide local residents with screening tests and education on preventive medicine. The tests and advice are free, except the blood test which costs $16 to cover the laboratory processing fee. The screening tests that will be available this year include blood pressure, vision, hearing, peripheral vascular, skin cancer, pap smear and breast examination, podiatry, hemoccult, tuberculosis, height, weight, and oral screening. Physicians, a dietician and a pharmacist will be available for questions . find it strange that none of these documents or resources are ever taken advantage of. Quite frankly, I would challenge that particular group and ask: What have you done for your community? SH: Where is the department in minority hiring? TW: We're well represented by minorities, including females, Hispanics and blacks. We can't compare affirmative action in Key West with the cities of Miami, Jacksonville or Tampa. It's very easy to cover this island with an ad in one of the local newspapers and radio stations. Our problem is that our salaries are not competitive with other law enforcement agencies in South Florida, including our own sheriff's department. SH: Is it then an economic problem? TW: Yes, the sheriffs department took a big jump ahead of last summer. Talking in generalities, there's a $5,000 to $6,000 differential in the South Florida market. Then there's a 30 to 40 percent higher cost of living here in Key West. A certified police officer can go anywhere he or she wants to for more money and less expense. Our most recent resignation went to a law enforcement agency in Broward County. His cost of living will decrease between 25 and 30 percent and his salary will jump $6000. We're losing men, women, blacks and Hispanics. The only common denominator is economics. SH: What can be done about this? TW: If we intend to survive, to maintain the identity of our police department and our city, we must become competitive and offer a working atmosphere that includes a physical plant and equipment. The only way to do that is to raise the revenues. We need $1 million to $1.5 million dollars over the next one to four years for the physical plant and we need to increase our operating budget by at least $1.5 million. SH: What's the money used for? TW: A police department is labor-intense. About 80 percent of all money goes to ' salaries and related items. SH: Do we have the required number of police officers for a city our size? TW: A city this size should have at least 100 sworn personnel and about 30 support personnel. We presently have about 22 support personnel, and we're budgeted for 75 to 76 sworn personnel. We maintain an average of 10 to 12 vacancies in the sworn positions because of economics. That's the difference between a police officer at your door in five to ten minutes versus one to two hours. Our city has approximately 42 percent of the population, and at least half of the crime rate. The sheriffs department outspends and outmans us three-to-one. We're looking at a service population on a daily basis in excess of 50,000 people. Tourism is definitely affected by the delivery of good services. Whether [it's for] residents or transients, we have to provide law enforcement functions for everyone. At this point we have a slow response time and we are prioritizing calls. We will not be able to address barking dogs and ordinance violations when [crimes] such as burglary and narcotics violations are occurring. ... people say that you do not answer calls about known crack houses. SH: But people say that you do not answer calls about known crack houses. TW: We do answer those calls. But we are unable to keep every complainant advised of our progress. We want and need the public to give us that information. Narcotics is very hard to infiltrate. The narcotics criminal is very well financed and has a very good network of organization. Over the years we have decriminalized the laws; we've made sentences shorter and shorter. The FDLE tells us the convicted narcotics dealer will probably see four or five convictions before he ever sees any jail time, and that time will be minimal. Narcotics is a moral issue. It must be dealt with through education, the home and the church. It is not a law Solares Hil l -March 1989-Page 27 enforcement issue. SH: What's the police department's role in dealing with the homeless? TW: There are certain things we can do and certain things we can't. Vagrancy laws have been unconstitutional for at least 15 years. Abusive language is hard to listen to, but unless there is some kind of battery or assault connected with the words, it's just words. However, trespassing on private property is illegal. Property owners who post No Trespassing signs have more of a chance of keeping their property clear. SH: There are those who say you should be out on the streets more. TW: My job is to manage, direct and administer the police department. Certainly, I think a police chief needs to be in touch with the community. I would love to go out and actually get involved in street activities, but then the police chief, as any police officer, finds himself spending the majority of his time in court, in depositions — a high price to pay and totally ineffective. In addition, the administration of the tax payer's dollar is not looked to. SH: Are you available to police personnel? TW: There is a chain of command that needs to be followed. I return all of my phone calls, keep all my meetings, and certainly, everybody, regardless of their rank and tenure, can get to the police chief. SH: Anything else you'd like readers to know about you and the police department? TW: The Key West Police Department is open for business in a legitimate business manner. Complaints will be addressed in a professional manner, across the board, city-wide, with little attention paid to special interest groups. I will not pay attention to the special interests groups that want a little bit more than their share. I am here to provide a smooth level of service for all the residents and service population of Key West. The first function any community provides to its citizens is public safety. The city needs to determine the level of service it wants to deliver. Property ^Management Of %ey West, Inc. VACATION HOME SPECIALISTS REAITOX* MLS SALES MANAGEMENT Residential * Design Commercial Renovation Multi-Unit Maintenance 1213 TRUMAN AVE. 296-7744 RENTALS Vacation Homes Condos Long Term Page 28--March 1989-Solares Hill The Agony of the Crucifixion by Allen McKee Something coming at me whatever it is there's more Garbagemen are carting off my waste Eyelids open I breathe in dogbreath my feet feel plush the pencils are aimed at the ceiling "He's up," whisper the roaches Lizards blink in the bathroom the toilet still works That's important Ants marching across tfie wall some are dead in the honey jar A languid spider is unimpressed by my presence all the ice cubes are black There's gas leaking in the stove espresso pot blows up the phone rings I don't know who I am Solarflares on the sun penitentiaries are ready to explode andTedBundy smiles Dan Quayle skis on $25,000 Duffy Strobe zips bible and picks up his lunch Bicycles are chained to the fence the old man in the bushes coughs and wipes Christ off his chin Smoke from the first one bites my lungs BvMhafalls from the porch I decide to live another day FILIGREE Underwater and the cow fish BESTINA TION HOME Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 29 That Night in Chicago Every month Solares Hill receives at least one poem; some months poems arrive in reams. Typically we publish poetry only on occasion, as space permits. But in response to the steady" stream of artistic rhymes and reasons that eventually flooded the editor's desk, it seemed natural to devote our centerspread to the works—streamlined or intricate, simple or ornate. We hope you enjoy "Filigree. "~A.B. An Absolute Law byRickSitz The sailors would anchor and say what they saw. They'd speak of big tankers and bright blue macaws, the sun-ups and downers, the swimmers and drowners, and speak of the Sea as an absolute law. There're no other places that they'd rather be than bobbin around in the wide open Sea, with the wind at their backs and their next port to lee, a wonderful place is the mighty, blue Sea. Love her. She'll have you. She'll make you her own. From the deck of your ship she'll allow you to roam, 'tween the tropical isles in her phosphorous foam, with her as your love you are never alone. The sailors would anchor and say what they saw. They'd speak of big tankers and bright blue macaws, the sun-ups and downers, the swimners and drowners, and speak of the Sea as an absolute law. Grandma Was a Hellcat by Sandra Russell After Harry Russell left the seventh time Grandma played shortstop for money traded her wedding ring for baseball tickets taught her sons to pitch and chased them with a poker for swimming in the river. She played poker, numbers and house with a gentleman whose name no one remembers, kept a flask in thefloupbin. Her son stood next to his father at a game in '47. Introduced himself in the bottom of the ninth, remembered his father's name, eyes, broken finger. Introduced himself again in '51 after his father called him Jim. Grandma attended Harry Russell'sfuneral. His other women were there who knew nothing about baseball. His sons carried the coffin, Originally published in Croton Review #S, Spring, 1985 Unfitted by Kathi Rogers Dancing in the dark in the back of my mind is a little girl whirling in circles ponytail flying intent on the feeling ofgrass flattened under her toes arms akimbo pulled by the force that spins her faster and faster trees sky cbuds tilting crazily around and around knowing she will dizzily drop but never stop! Unfitted by Anonymous Mallory Square by Susan Papp There's something magic About the ocean today It heaves and hoes In a certain splendid way No words can describe it The birds and the boats The tinkling boat bells Birds chirping notes The sun before me All golden with rays It charms me tonight While the ocean just plays Hello Again Hell by Glenna L Moore Yesterday I was riding that rainbow Riding high in the sky! Not a moment was dull Neither was I - Surrounded by Colours I dared not ask why Today Is so muted. My eyes have gone dry. The torrents of last night Have emptied my shell - The Colours are gone. The flowers don't smell. I send a small greeting. "Hello again, hell" WHEN IT STORMS IN KEY WEST by K. Scott Strong IT BECOMES CLEVELAND OR ANYWHERE YOU DONT CARE YOU JUST HOLD YOUR LADY UNTIL SHE LOSES HER JOB Dream Thing by Edna Michael Sitting on a park bench gazing at trees, pondering things lived, almost forgotten, I spotted a tiny multicolored dream thing silting on a leaf. I wondered--then speaking aloud, I asked, "What are you? What is your meaning?" and to my amazement, it answered, "I am the world." "You," said I, "are not the world. The World is great and vast. You are a tiny multicolored dream thing sitting on a leaf ." "No," it answered calmly, "I am the world forlamin harmony and my meaning is clear." 'You," said I (quite angrily now), "are nothing more than a deluded little bug! I am much more than you, that is plain to see." "No, indeed," it replied, "that cannot be, for to be less than you, would be not to be!" Feeling the power of my race now soaring through my veins, I threatened, "If you are the world, then with a flick of my fingers, I can destroy the world!" And it answered, "No, you would not destroy the world, you would destroy only a tiny multicolored dream thing sitting on a leaf." LUMBERMAN by Henry Hough LMBERMAN YOU'RE SO COOL DANCING IN THE STREET IN FRONT OF ME AND EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE POOR YOUR LEGS MOVE AND YOUR ARMS SWING LIKE A RING OF FIRE BUT WHERE OH WHERE DANCES YOUR MIND LMBERMAN YOU MOVE WITH THE GRACE OF HEAVEN'S ANGELS WHILE IN YOUR SOUL THAT HELL OF LIFE CALLED STRIFE FILLS AVOID LEFT LONG AGO BY HAPPINESS OH ALL THE PEOPLE STAND AROUND LAUGHING AT YOU LIMBERMAN TO THEM YOU ARE ONLY A PAWN EVEN THOUGH YOU DANCE LIKE A KING AND TO ME YOU ^ ^ w YOUVE LIVED UFEjOUR^ YOU LOOK HAPPY EVEN INSIDE YOU ARE SAD by Judith Kazantzis I see a caricature face in close-up, eye to the top front of the head fixed, astonished in profile, left simple as the right. Benign this fish, come upon in roly poly markings meant to hide the face plus tail above or behind an ample sea fan. A lavender sea fan: among the bare branches a leaf of scrawl, sepia brought in green light from invisible. Stilt as a weed; that is, not still but hot one of us. Face with tail like a high minded teacher faintly ashamed, faintly reproving. It backs like a tug, fluttering its screw tail, one side being alert to my body, white and titanic; the other side saying whoa. A large diver intent strokes silently five feet beyond us both, me and the gentle cowfish. A knife is in his hand, he is naked. Both of us but not to each other are asking, what if- This other co\vfish cowers under a byre of toffee weed. The water's whirred by swells — a thickness thinned out with shafts of sun as yellow as powdered egg; mostly opaque as if a spoon had stirred sun into sea and bland to my quilled eyes trying to get at the fish. I sprawl like a longbodied man o' war. The sepia handwritten shield dips one edge off the weed, one iota off camouflage. What it's doing is what I would, if a fool fish gazed at by myself, kind as I am; or if myself naked on the white sand say, of a hot beach and a pterodactyl hatched out through the cloud haze and kept absorbing me without a blink. I haven't explained how the cow became the fish or fish in terms of cow. This is a learned postscript, done from Monroe County Library, Florida Section, charming section of a courteous turn of the century Dutch Boer Mex receptacle of much indigenous bustle and sharpeners: flowers here bloom nearly forever and prefer huge trumpets or the hydra tongued petals of orchids. Bullfrogs hop wildly out of our cisterns, stacked small on big, and bell and belch by night when it pours. The tiny gecko, its nervous body all stripes, gets stranded again in the kitchen. The fish eagle rows the top of the pine, its gold circleted eye hooked to the waves. The catbird wakes me up with its territorial buzz-saw, flipping Us tail, opening its beak along the backyards, one to the next. Cat to cow. But the sea is a whole other shelf. I'll tell you tomorrow. by Henry Hough THE SHINING SUN ON HIGHWAY SEVENTEEN IS FILLED IN WITH IMAGES OF A MAN MEMORIES OF A UFE LONG AGO FORM IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND WITH REMEMBRANCES OF BYGONE TIMES AS THE VISIONS OF A PAST FLOAT BY IN TIME BULLETS FLY AROUND AN EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD BOY WAITING FOR THE MEDICS OR DEATH TO TAKE HIM AWAY TWO SOLDIERS PASS BY AND ONE SEEMS TO NOTICE HIM THE LOOK ON HIS FACE SEEMS TO ASK WHERE ARE YOU GOING WHERE AM I GOING EIGHTMEN CARRY A CASKET TO A PLANE BENEATH THE RAIN SOAKED AND MUDDIED FLAG OVER1T IS ATTACHED A TAG WHICH READS DESTINATION HOME POETRY by K. Scott Strong Saxophone Joe by Sandra Russell Saxophone Joe grinned his way from British Columbia in '71 sports his cocked-hat British satire at Simonton Street Pier, does the improvisational six a.m. naval officer protocol crawl, belly-up does Henry Miller doing England: "How'could he - do it in the club!" Takes his therapy scouring coffee cups at the kitchen sink. Girls propped on stools dot the kitchen, making more cups, making girl talk of questionable wages, the value of assassination, use words like incestuous and ethical. White Street Beach by Allen McKee Water flashed its claws and the beach had teeth but could not eat the tin, glass and bone. All the sea gulls were poisoned, black-webbed feet pointing to the sky. White salted bellies and broken gods rolled in the surf. Dolphins held mass calling for salvation from the other side while blue-shelled crabs paced the breakers tap — tap — tap. I laughed and turned away. CONSTRUCTING SYLLABLES - MUSIC THAT CAN'T FLY Transformation by Kirby Congdon My face - changed — returned to Youth. Friends, frail, spoke of age while I, though strange, had a timeless look. When morning broke a/id I awoke to test the truth of what hadpassed before my glass, I rejoiced to claim each familiar feature of that new creature was one night older but otherwise the same! Edna St. Vincent Millay Joe dries his hands on his parliamentary wig, hangs it on the towel rack: "I say," he says, "he never should have done it in the club!" Note: The cowfish like the rest of the boxfish is. as prehistoric as the pterodactyl itself. Ail but fins and tail it wears a shell, not scales, and also can be cooked in same for Thanksgiving under its other name, 'turkey of the sea..' by Marion H. Smith She led us through the brambles Of her berry-pricker wit; She let us see the shambles Of a heart that love has bit; She preached the fun of living In the temporal caprice; She taught the rue of giving A ninety-nine year lease; And if, creating beauty, She showed us goodness too, Still more, rejecting duty, She gave us something true. by Glenna L. Moore that night in Chicago he took my hand, i smiled rose to meet him anddance with the band. the music was soft, jusi played for a dream properly placed, like the space in between, cushioning side-steps, polite, and serene. he was so handsome and gentle, with me. i was eighteen, he, fifty-three, but there on the dance floor Chicago could see there was something between us that couldn't . be seen, dancing like that, with a space in between, and as he escorted me back to my chair, i looked at the waiters who'd been standing there smirking, and winking, as if we could share! some dirty joke in the cold midnight air. and i tried to pretend, that i didn't care, if they thought something more than sheer beauty was there. but'now, ten year slater i cannot defend sheer beauty or love sometimes even a friend, cause i left Chicago that very next day and that's the last time ifelt lovely that way cause daddy died shortly • and i soon found out what dancing to music is really about. Page 28--March 1989-Solares Hill The Agony of the Crucifixion by Allen McKee Something coming at me whenever it is there's more Garbage men are carting off my waste Eyelids open I breathe in cbgbreath my feet feel plush the pencils are aimed at the ceiling "He's up," whJsper the roaches Lizards blink in the bathroom the toilet still works That's important Ants marching across the wall some are dead in the honey jar A languid spider is unimpressed by my presence ail the ice cubes are black There's gas leaking in the stove espresso pot blows up the phone rings I don't know who I am Solarflares on the sun penitentiaries areready to explode andTedBundy smiles Dan Quayle skis on $25,000 Duffy Strobe lips bible and picks up his lunch Bicycles are chained to the fence the old man in the bushes coughs and wipes Christ off his chin Smoke from the first one bites my lungs Buddha-falls from the porch {decide to live another day FILIGREE Underwater and the cowfish DESTINATION HOME Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 29 That Night in Chicago Every month Solares Hill receives at. least one poem; some months poems arrive in reams. Typically we publish poetry only on occasion, as space permits. But in response to the steady stream of artistic rhymes and reasons that eventually flooded the editor's desk, it seemed natural to devote our centerspread to the works—streamlined or intricate, simple or ornate. We hope you enjoy "Filigree."—A.B. An Absolute Law byRickSitz The sailors would anchor and say what they saw. They'd speak of big tankers and bright blue macaws, the sun-ups and downers, the swimmers and drowners, and speak of the Sea as an absolute law. There're no other places that they'd rather be than bobbin' around in the wide open Sea, with the wind at their backs and their next port to lee, a wonderful place is the mighty, blue Sea. Love her. She'll have you. She'll make you her own. From the deck of your ship she'll allow you to roam, 'tween the tropical isles in her phosphorous foam, with her as your love you are never alone. The sailors would anchor and say what they saw. They'd speak of big tankers and bright blue macaws, the sun-ups and downers, the swimners and drowners, and speak of the Sea as an absolute law. Grandma Was a Hellcat by Sandra Russell After Harry Russell left the seventh time Grandma played shortstop for money traded her wedding ring for baseball tickets taught her sons to pitch and chased them with a poker for swimming in the river. She played poker, numbers and house with a gentleman whose name no one remembers, kept a flask in thefloup bin. Her son stood next to his father at a game in'47. Introduced himself in the bottom of the ninth, remembered his father's name, eyes, broken finger. Introduced himself again in'51 after his father called him Jim. Grandma attended Harry Russell's funeral. His other women were there who knew nothing about baseball. His sons carried the coffin. Originally published in Croton Review #8, Spring, 1985 Untitled by Kathi Rogers Dancing in the dark in the back of my mind is a little girl whirling in circles ponytail flying intent on the feeling of grass flattened under her toes arms akimbo pulled by the force that spins her faster and faster trees sky clouds lilting crazily around and around knowing she will dizzily drop but never stop! Untitled by Anonymous Mallory Square by Susan Papp There's something magic About the ocean today It heaves and hoes In a certain splendid way No words can describe it The birds and the boats The tinkling boat bells Birds chirping notes The sun before me All golden with rays It charms me tonight While the ocean just plays Hello Again Hell by Glenna L Moore Yesterday I was riding that rainbow Riding high in the sky! Not a moment was dull Neither was I - Surrounded by Colours I dared not ask why Today Is so muted. My eyes have gone dry. The torrents of last right Have emptied my shell - The Colours are gone. The flowers don't smell. I send a small greeting. "Hello again, hell." WHEN IT STORMS IN KEY WEST by K. Scott Strong IT BECOMES CLEVELAND OR ANYWHERE YOU DONT CARE YOU JUST HOLD YOUR LADY UNTIL SHE LOSES HER JOB Dream Thing by Edna Michael Sitting on a park bench gazing at trees, pondering things lived, almost forgotten, I spotted a tiny multicolored dream thing sitting on a leaf. I wondered-then speaking aloud, I asked, "What are you? What is your meaning?" and to my amazement, it answered, "I am the world." "You," said I, "are not the world. The World is great and vast. You are a tiny multicolored dream thing sitting on a leaf ." "No," it answered calmly, "I am the world for I am in harmony and my meaning is clear." "You," said I (quite angrily now), "are nothing more than a deluded little bug! I am much more than you, that is plain to see." "No, indeed," it replied, "that cannot be, for to be less than you, would be not to be!" Feeling the power of my race now soaring through my veins,I threatened, "If you are the world, -,•• then with a flick of my fingers, I can destroy the world!" And it answered, "No, you would not destroy the world, you would destroy only a liny multicolored dream thing sitting on a leaf." LIMBERMAN by Henry Hough LIMBERMAN YOU'RE SO COOL DANCING IN THE STREET IN FRONT OF ME AND EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE POOR YOUR LEGS MOVE AND YOUR ARMS SWING JUKE A RING OF FIRE BUT WHERE OH WHERE DANCES YOUR MIND LIMBERMAN YOU MOVE WITH THE GRACE OF HEAVEN'S WHILE IN YOUR SOUL THAT HELL OF LIFE AT YOU LIMBERMAN TO THEM YOU ARE ONLY A PAWN EVEN THO YOU DANCE LIKE A KM AND TO ME YOU ^EA YOU'VE LIVED UFEjO YOU LOOK HAPPY EVEN INSIDE YOU ARE SAD by Judith Kazantris I see a caricature face in close-up, eye to the topfrontofthe head fixed, astonished in profile, left simple as the right. Benign this fish, come upon in rolypoly markings meant to hide the face plus tail above or behind an ample sea fan. A lavender sea fan: among the bare branches a leaf of scrawl, sepia brought in green light from invisible. Still as a weed; that is, not still but 'not one of us. Face with tail like a high minded teacher faintly ashamed, faintly reproving. It backs like a tug, fluttering its screw tail, one side being alert to my body, white and titanic; the other side saying whoa. A large diver intent strokes silently five feet beyond us both, me and the gentle cowfish. A knife is in his hand, he is naked. Both of us but not to each other are asking, what if— This other cowfish cowers under a byre of toffee weed. The water's whirred by swells - a thickness thinned out with shafts of sun as yellow as powdered egg; mostly opaque as if a spoon had stirred sun into sea and bland to my quilled eyes trying to get at the fish. I sprawl like a longbodied man o' war. The sepia handwritten shield dips one edge off the weed, one iota off camouflage. What it's doing is what I would, if a fool fish gazed at by myself, kind as I am; or if myself naked on the white sand say, of a hot beach and a pterodactyl hatched out through the cloud haze and kept absorbing me without a blink. I haven't explained how the cow became the fish or fish in terms of cow. This is a learned postscript, done from Monroe County Library, Florida Section, charming section of a courteous turn of the century Dutch Boer Mex receptacle of much indigenous bustle and sharpeners: flowers here bloom nearly forever and prefer huge trumpets or the hydra tongued petals of orchids. Bullfrogs hop wildly out of our cisterns, stacked small on big, and bell and belch by night when it pours. The tiny gecko, its nervous body all stripes, gets stranded again in the kitchen. The fish eagle rows the top of the pine, its gold circleted eye hooked to the waves. The catbird -wakes me up with its territorial buzz-saw, flipping its tail, opening its beak along the backyards, one to the next. Cat to cow. But the sea is a whole other shelf. I'll tell you tomorrow. by Henry Hough THE SHINING SUN ON HIGHWAY SEVENTEEN IS FILLED IN WITH IMAGES OF A MAN MEMORIES OF A UFE LONG AGO FORM IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND WITH REMEMBRANCES OF BYGONE TIMES AS THE VISIONS OF A PAST FLOAT BY IN TIME BULLETS FLY AROUND AN EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD BOY WAITING FOR THE MEDICS OR DEATH TO TAKE HIM AWAY TWO SOLDIERS PASS BY AND ONE SEEMS TO NOTICE HIM THE LOOK ON HIS FACE SEEMS TO ASK WHERE ARE YOU GOING WHERE AM I GOING EIGHT MEN CARRY A CASKET TO A PLANE BENEATH THE RAIN SOAKED AND MUDDIED FLAG OVERIT IS ATTACHED A TAG WHICH READS DESTINATION HOME POETRY by K, Scott Strong Saxophone Joe by Sandra Russell Saxophone Joe grinned his way from British Columbia in '71 sports his cocked-hat British satire at Simonton Street Pier, does the improvisational six a.m. naval officer protocol crawl, belly-up does Henry Miller doing England: "How'could he -- do it in the club!" Takes his therapy scouring coffee cups at the kitchen sink. Girls propped on stools dot the kitchen, making more cups, making girl talk of questionable wages, the value of assassination, use words like incestuous andethical. White Street Beach by Allen McKee Water flashed its claws and the beach had teeth but could not eat the tin, glass and bone. All the sea gulls were poisoned, black-webbed feet pointing to the sky. White salted bellies and broken gods rolled in the surf. Dolphins held mass calling for salvation from the other side while blue-shelled crabs paced the breakers tap - tap — tap. I laughed and turned away. CONSTRUCTING SYLLABLES - MUSIC THAT CAN'T FLY Transformation by Kirby Congdon My face - changed - returned to Youth. Friends.frail, spoke of age while I, though strange, had a timeless look. When morning broke and I awoke to test the truth of what had passed . before my glass, I rejoiced to claim each familiar feature of that new creature was one night older but otherwise the same! Edna SL Vincent ftiillay Joe dries his hands on his parliamentary wig, hangs it on the towel rack; "I say," he says, "he never should have done it in the club!" WAY WAY Note: The cowfish like the rest of the boxfish is, as prehistoric as the pterodactyl itself. All but fins and tail it wears a shell, not scales, and also can be cooked in same for Thanksgiving under its other name, "turkey of the sea..' by Marion H. Smith She led us through the brambles Of her berry-pricker wit; She let us see the shambles Of a heart that love has bit; She preached the fun of living In the temporal caprice; She taught the rue of giving A ninety-nine year lease; And if, creating beauty, She showed us goodness too, Still more, rejecting duty, She gave us something true. by Glenna L. Moore that night in Chicago ' fie took my hand, i smiled rose to meet him anddance with the band. the music was soft, just played for a dream properly placed, like the space in between, cushioning side-steps, polite, and serene. he was so }iandsome and gentle, with me. i was eighteen, he, fifty-three, but there on the dance floor Chicago could see there was something between us that couldn't . be seen, dancing like that, with a space in between. . and as he escorted me back to my chair, i looked at the waiters who'd been standing there smirking, and winking, as if we could share! some dirty joke in the cold midnight air. and i tried to pretend, that i didn't care, if they thought something more than sheer beauty was there. bufinow, ten years later i cannot defend sheer beauty or love sometimes even a friend, cause i left chkago that very next day and that's the last time ifelt lovely that way cause daddy died shortly and i soon found out what dancing to music is really about. Page 30--March 1989-Solares Hill &» AFfo^AgiE-tu^Ns <&ytmnmfa^ VMO ? 5EHUE VOU? ( ^ Future Commission retightens girth on development by Elliot Baron Frrom a public relations standpoint, the timing couldn't have been better. In a recent Today Show broadcast from South Florida, Hawk's Cay developer Don Johnson was asked if the Keys could be overdeveloped. Johnson responded that, due to a senstive county comission and very strict laws, the environment was safe. Only three days earlier, the county commission, in a dramatic surprise action, had voted unanimously to abandon its crusade against growth control and had requested the state to adopt guidelines as stringent as any previously imposed. The vote reversed the direction in which the county has been moving for the past three commissions. The Florida Legislature passed the first "Principles for Guiding Development" in 1979. The principles were written with good intentions, but failed to include protection of near-shore waters, including Cook Int. PROPERTY MANAGEMENT "SALES A Personal Firm With A Proven Track Hecord Specializing In Full-Service Management Seasonal & Yearly Rentals MLS 294-8491 905 Truman Ave. the reef and fisheries, and left the county too much leeway. This was rectified when Governor Bob Graham and his Cabinet adopted a more stringent and specific set of rules for Monroe County in 1984. Ever since, Monroe County has been at war with the state. A suit, filed by several individuals including then-County Commissioner Ed Swift and then-State Legislator Joe Allen, Jr., charged that the state had usurped home rule. With Swift's vote, plus those of Commissioners Wilhelmina Harvey and Billy Freeman, the county took over the lawsuit (and attorney. David Paul Horan's legal bills) in what was to become known as Monroe County vs. Graham, The next commission brought in what Commissioner John Stormont called "the Lytton and Hernandez crowd, still beating the dead horse and still paying David Paul Horan." While the legal bills mounted, the county's relationship with Tallahassee continued to sour. Recently, a compromise was reached. The county would drop its lawsuit if the state agreed to replace the strict 1984 guidelines with the lenient 1979 version. Environmentalists were aghast. Wihen State Legislator Ron Saunders held public hearings up and down the Keys last month, it was clear from the public Cabot's6 Stains MooreS" _ Computer Color MatchinqSystem PAGE'S PAINT SINCE 1902 VIC LEAMON PRESIDENT ,UHWJijfeSt,, rKcy-Wwfe FL 33040 • 296-3422 • 296-5500 outcry that the local citizenry did not care much for uncontrolled growth. Explaining why he thought the commission reversed direction, Saunders said, "I think they listened to the public. They were persuaded by the will of the voters." Saunders believes that the county will now be able to work with the Department of Community Affairs to "get the principles squared away and wind up with a fair and workable land use plan." He cautioned, however, "It's one thing to say you want stricter principles, but let's get specific - what, in particular, do you want to strengthen? Saunders had already filed a bill for the spring session to adopt the negotiated 1979 principles into state statute. He said that he will need the final draft by later this month. Commissioner Stormont, who made the motion to return to the stricter guidelines, said that while there was discussion at the meeting to impose controls that were even tighter than those mandated by the 1984 principles, it was not the intent of the motion to include those in the upcoming session. "I want the language to read, word for word, as it appeared in the 1984 principles," he said. Stormont explained that he did not feel there was sufficient time to address changes for this session. He thought that any attempt to do so would simply result in a deadlock. With the protection of the 1984 principles firmly in place, he felt the commission could then address additional controls. For putting aside their longstanding feud with the state and moving forward with solid plan for the future, the members of the county commission should be individually commended, nsi Solares Hil l-March 1989-Page 31 VJBLL, MY IHPEFinite OIL PRIUJN6 Letters to the Editor To Solares Hill, Bill Huckel, George Halloran, and Other Friends: As you are aware, my father, Bill Westray, passed away at the end of January after a long struggle with cancer. I would like to thank everyone for their kindness and understanding to my father during these last several weeks. At the family service the minister stated that my father will live in his children's memory of his character and ideas. I believe the same is true for his friends in the Keys. My father believed that service to county, family and ideas is a continuous lifelong objective, that is never finished. That the measured acts of an individual are more important than words, wishes and hopes. That the half words of life, maybe, tomorrow, later, sorry, etc., were not part of my father's language, believing as he did that a man's actions spoke the truest. I would like to thank everyone responsible for organizing and attending the "Bill Westray Appreciation Day" in December. Also Harry Powell, City Commissioner, for the City Proclamation. This day gave everyone the opportunity to express to him their feelings when he could listen. He was very pleased and grateful. A special thanks goes to George Halloran and Solares Hill for the sensitive article about my Mother and Father. Please continue the fight and when the telephone does not ring early in the morning (for I have had my share) think of who you should telephone to protect the people from the actions of the few. Yours sincerely, W. Ken Westfav Putting the finishing touches on a new marine archaeology exhibit at the Library of Florida Keys Community College, above, are two staff members of the Mel Fisher Maritime Heritage Society, Wendy Martin, left, exhibit specialist, and artist Katherine Amundson, center. The exhibit allows students and the visiting public to better understand the Impm-tinue of marine archaeology in the Florida Keys. FKCC mid the nonprofit Mel Fisher Maritime Heritage Society have n cooperative program for student instruction in the techniques of marine archaeology. The exhibit will continue indefinitely. I'holo by Dylan Kibler. K'rir.\vl. .•''..:.^.:J"; YOURS. If you want tax-free income, consider Kemper Municipal Bond Fund. It's one of the few tax-free investments left. 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Long-time Barn patrons have attended Show Biz Balls I, II and IV, used "Bubba Bucks" currency, and turned out in droves for an auction in Old City Hall which marked the first occasion that building had been open to the public in 20 years. This year the Red Barn crew will team up with resident visual artists for a fundraising art auction on March 20 at East Martello Towers. Many pieces offered will be created by the artists especially for this event. Co-chairpersons artist Kathleen Elgin and writer/artist Vaughan Gibson have invited many area artists to submit works exploring one theme: the theater. According to Red Barn staff member Susan Hawkens, "This kind of event is exciting for us because it involves strong artists from a totally different discipline." Gibson supports the project for this reason, and because "the format allows everyone to profit, which is unusual." The format is an arrangement in which both artists and the Barn will share proceeds from the auciton. An agreement between each individual artist and the Barn will establish a minimum for each piece, which will go to the artist; everything above that will go to the Barn. We give you credit for your success. : Southeast Bank Key West Banking Center 422 Front Street (305) 292-6600 Gulfside Banking Center 3131 Northside Drive 292-6650 • W l Memner FD!C Beginning our fourth year with the largest selection of hammocks in the Keys. Yucatan Hammocks starting at $14.95 Zapotec Indian Tapestries •Mexican Masks Folk Art Black Oaxacan Pottery Guatemalan Textiles 605 WHITEHEAD ST. 294-2627 Artists from as far as Miami, including former Key Wester Craig Biondi, will participate in the auction, which will be held Monday, March 20 at East Martello Tower. Ron demons, Whitehead Street Pottery, Jay Gogin, Cricket Barnes, Richard Watherwax are a few of the contributing artists. Ann Irvine is organizing the Guild Hall artists, and, of course, you can expect to see pieces by Elgin and Gibson. Bidding will take place from the outdoor stage in the courtyard of East Martello. In case of rain, it will be moved indoors. Monday, March 20 is also the first day of spring, and the Red Barn extends an invitation to all art lovers to join them for this beautiful auction. (̂ 1 CHEAP ROOMS A. o r Week Color TV AC Off-Street Parking The TILTON HILTON. 511 ANGELAS!. 294-8697 One Night Last Week by George Halloran I sit down and there it is -- another Hemingway discussion. There isn't a lot of food on the table, but everyone's glass is full. The writer has the floor. "He missed it.. He goddamned missed it all. He missed Key West and he lived here for 10 years," says the writer, pulling from some inner storehouse of memories and emotions to which only he is privy. He's really into this and that means we will be, too. It is about midnight and the other tables are filled with drunks, divorcees and drug addicts. "The only thing he got out of Key West was The Old Man and the Sea and that was good. To Have and Have Not was trash. He wrote it on a bet. This guy is too good-looking. Though' his woman has been making bedroom eyes for half an hour, he wants to talk Hemingway. She knows this could go on all night, so she gets up and leaves. No goodbyes. "He knew he was good. He used to say he could write anything and they would pay for it and read it just because he wrote it. He bet a pal $10,000 he could write this little story and then he did it. Seven weeks it took him. There is nothing to that book and nothing of Key West in it." How does he know this? Is it true? I think back to reading the book 10 years ago and remember liking it. I tell the writer I liked it. He spits in my drink. Another member of the party, whose family was associated with Hemingway for years, recalls what he terms the best line in .the book: some prediction about locals being forced out of town by big money from tourism. The writer agrees. Pie likes this guy, whose dad was Hemingway's honest workman, his sidekick. We are leftovers from a party of literary luminaries and artists plus one jazz drummer and a city commissioner. Talk has ranged through the ages and then come up short on the expansion plans for El Rancho, the motel at Truman and Margaret that didn't win any awards this year. The owners want to fill in the open space behind their parking lot with nine more units -- just under the cap so they won't be required to produce a community impact assessment statement. They have already fallen into disfavor in the neighborhood through their hat-racking of a large sapodilla tree in the parking lot. What is wrong with these people? Are they trying to kill a tree that provides the only shade and slice of greenery in a parking lot the neighbors already term "bubonic"? Any normal person would pamper the tree, if only for its cash value of at least $10,000 in today's dollars. (Thai is, as opposed to Hemingway dollars which the writer says were worth 10 times ours. How does he know this?) Watch any parking lot in Key West in the early morning. The first spots to fill up are those under trees. Who wants to unlock his metal motor box and. get inside at 125 degrees? Your pants stick to the seat, your deodorant explodes, and you are angry before you even get into the traffic. The South Florida Regional Planning Council — one of your basic rubber-stamp agencies set up to "review" major developments in Monroe, Dade and Broward Counties — requires a certain number of shade plantings per spot in any new parking area. Even Key West finally passed such a law. But again it affects only lots over 10 spaces. Can you believe that by parking cars in the shade we could save literally millions of barrels of oil per year nationwide from reduced air-conditioning time? This is what the experts tell us. So we are chatting away at the party, and one of our contestants has decided the new multi-million-dollar sewer treatment plant was unnecessary; all we really had to do was run a big pipe out beyond the reef and then downhill a mile or so past the dropoff. There we'd simply spew our waste into the open arms of Mother Ocean. The only other guy on earth who seriously thinks this is a good idea is Charlie Wardlow (he pronounces it Wad-Low). He ascribes to the "feed-it-to- the-fish" theory but never explains what will eat the latex paint rinsings, plastic tampon applicators and household death compounds that are dumped by the ton into the sinks and toilets of our city. Where does all the used anti-freeze end up? What happens to the benthic community (bottom dwelling plants and animals) after 10 years of submersion in Ajax and ammonia? What will the ocean become after another century of mankind's filthy deposits? Talk ebbs up the Keys. We discuss Big Pine -- the real battleground these days between the middle-income property-owner/ developer and the remaining nature. In our lifetimes we will see the Key Deer annihilated, stamped out. There is no question about it. I wonder what each of us will tell people in other places and other times when asked what we did to prevent this butchery. The man in whose yard we drink agrees the most blatant irony in all the Keys is the billboard for Key Deer Realty. Hooking the words "Key Deer" up to "Realty" is pathetic. The name draws on the allure of beautiful little creatures to sell property that will be fenced and built upon so the deer can no longer live there. An American tragedy, but not the hottest topic of the night as we wander away to Kyushu. The hot spot is reserved for Hemingway. Dead for a million years but still talked about with hot passion over cold drinks. The writer actually works himself up over this thing. "He lived here all those years and never really put it down on paper. To Have and Have Not was junk. AH he got out of Key West was a big house that his rich wife bought him and The Old Man and the Sea." Again I defend the book, saying I liked Harry, the one-armed bum stacked against the world. The writer stubs his cigarette in my food. I promise myself I'll read both books again right away. As soon as I can find them. The waitress clears our table, and dumps the dregs down the drain, where they trickle slowly along the pipes until morning, running under our houses and stores, picking up reinforcements of all kinds for their march on the sea. g - - / ; - • - - - . - • • S U S H I B A R / J A P A N E S E C U I S I N O P E N F O R D I N N E R 6 - 1 1 : 3 O 7 2 2 D U V A L S T R E E T / 2 9 4 , ^ 2 2 8 8 Page 34--March 1989-Solares Soviet Heartland Continued from page Hill 11 Soviets believe that the AIDS virus is widespread among Americans. They think a large percentage of American men are gay or bisexual and likely to have the virus, while American women are probably safer. Consequently, more woman got to see the inside of Soviet homes. For a number of straight Americans, it was a firsthand experience of discrimination, something many gays experience on a daily basis. In the Soviet Union, gays and lesbians officially do not exist. Homosexuality is just another one of the national hush-hush topics. As in most countries of the world, the factual discussion of AIDS has forced the acknowledgement of the existence of homosexuals. In the USSR there is nothing equivalent to the American concept of gay community; gay underworld perhaps best describes the situation. The gay subculture is riddled with KGB and informers who use their information for purposes of blackmailing and inducing other homosexuals to inform on friends and contacts. Suspicion is rife, fear underlies every potential tryst. -There are no bars, no nightclubs. There are a few parks and squares that are frequented by gays in the larger cities. But if the homosexuals know about the spot, so do the KGB. Hotels are generally off-limits to Soviet citizens, and privacy at home is unlikely. As told to me by my dissident friend Andrei, thousands of Soviet citizens suffer the horrors and deprivations of incarceration simply for their sexual orientation. The advances for human rights in the brief liberal period after the Revolution were obliterated during the reign of Stalin with the implementation of article 154 of the criminal code which punishes homosexuals by jail sentences of from three to eight years. The Stalin purges killed thousands of homosexuals. During the Khrushchev years, article 154 was replaced with article 121, which eliminated the minimum sentence. Currently there is talk in the USSR of rescinding the anti-gay laws, though the Key Wester Gaila Loring and friend stroll down a Soviet lane. Photo by Bill Stntbbe. gays we met were dubious it would come to pass. Until then, as with Soviet Jews, feminists, free thinkers and representatives of minority groups, homosexuals will be treated as a threat to national order and security and subjected to harassment, surveillance and imprisonment. Yankee Spirit If many Soviet walkers viewed the Yankees as demanding and sometimes ungrateful, wild and unruly, they were also charmed and inspired by our spontaneity, unreserved openess and commitment to Democracy. American walkers were often disturbed by their Soviet counterparts' acquiescence to authority and lack of initiative, but were taken in by their hosts' seemingly unlimited generosity and warmth. Americans cherish personal freedom and individuality above all else, while Soviet LINGERIE BOUTIQUE Springtime -- When a Young Man's ' Fancy Turns to Love. Buy Something Fancy For Your Fancy. 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Harold Hudson, better known as the "Reef Doctor," is a biologist with the Department of the Interior Last Stand News • Last Stand general membership meeting will be Thursday, March 9, 1989 at 7 p.m., at Fellowship Hall, Peace Covenant Presbyterian Church, 2610 Flagler Avenue, Key West. Bring a friend. • The nominating committee offers the following slate of officers and directors for Last Stand in 1989. Election of board members will take place at the annual meeting; officers will be elected at the first regular meeting of the new board following the annual meeting. Chairman: Jim McLernan; vice chairman: Marsha Gordon; secretary: Ted Thomas; treasurer: Dan McClure; directors: Peter Anderson; Joan Borel; Sam Chapin; Frances Froelicher; George Halloran; Richard Lewis; Jim Robinson; Sharon Wells; Linda Wheeler. • Airport noise control is coming together. The public hearings are Tuesday, March 21, Key Colony Beach and Tuesday, April 4, in Key West. For more than two years Last Stand has worked to place this before our county commissioners, and they need support at the hearings. A position paper has been prepared by Last Stand and is available through any officer or director. Your phone call will elicit an immediate response, and they urgently need help. Remember: Enactment of this proposed legislation will not eliminate jets. It will scrub out EALs B727 and the older, noiser, and most objectionable F28s used by Piedmont. It is patterned closely after the court-tested New Haven, Ct. noise control ordinance which has been in effect for over three yeas and has proven acceptable to the airline operators, the airport management and the area residents who long suffered the same problems that have plagued Key West and Marathon. • Commissioner Jimmy Weekley's ordinance calling for new hotel density limited to the housing density of surrounding areas will be presented for final hearing at the city commission on Monday, March 6. Hotel/ motel development interests will be there in force. Those who support the ordinance should plan to attend. [§| oints Advisors and will soon become a member of the national marine sanctuaries program in the Keys. Dr. Ellen Cover, a former instructor at Florida Keys Community College, is an advocate of an expanded reef management program for the Florida Keys. Marydelle Donnelly, an educator, works for the Center for Marine Conservation in Washington, D.C. Jerry Cash and Lee Hallman have resigned as directors. For information about Reef Relief, call 294-3100. Tax-deductible memberships are $20 a year. i | :% Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 35 -~ SfflS'i m Issorfniehf irt %404duvdi street 'key west X- X- X- X- X- > * * X- X- X- X- X- * X- X- X- X- Pinatas & Decorations Live Clowns, Ponies, Magicians also Belly, Female and Male Strippers, DJs, Live Bands, Balloons Linda Alfonso • 1411B 1st St. • 292-7772 - Page 36--March 1989-Solares Hill JL sit out front waiting for Carmen to pipk me up. We are invited for luncheon with her Great-Aunt Argentina in Auntie's lofty apartment clear up near the widow's walk of an aged wooden house on a shady lane downtown. What about the Carmen thing, I ask myself, picking a dead leaf off the autograph tree. Carmen's own company seems to appall her. She is someone who is deaf to anything you say. In a so-called conversation, she will listen to nothing you say. Now she wants to speak of the Navy pilot who, following a week's breathless love shenanigans, has skipped out on her. Carmen is deep but transparent. She longs to be exalted on that very shaky premise — her fairness of face. Her mind is not particularly arresting. Her ideas are banal. She possesses no passions except securing a man. Her religion is lukewarm Catholic. Her energy goes to pumping up body beauty with nightly mint julep masks for pores, and eating glands meat for sexual appeal. There she is. Her appealing face. A voluptuary. We drive off. She is terribly disappointed, she says. The Fausto's Food Palace butcher promised her a thyroid today. She had to take a pair of stringy old gonads that came in on the truck. My self-control breaks here when the conversation sinks to this level, and I burst out, "Have you tried eating eustacion tubes?" As we turn off onto this lane, Carmen points out something on Simonton Street, that busy Key West artery. Someone arm *. Jf unscrewed and went off with the pay phone. We alight before her family's prodigious yellow clapboard house that stands big as an oceanliner. It is surmounted, cupolaed, belfried, pagodaed. There is a turret, a spire, a lookout tower and one onion dome. Carmen and I walk around the gumbo limbo tree and past something like a holy water sprinkler but may be a hanging fern contraption. Four garbage cans are neatly lined up behind a coral rock wall. A sign is painted on: "Thursday's garbage is picked up Wednesday." Carmen says, "As you can see we are now in La La Land." "It seems very quiet," I say. "Oh, the family all are down, strung out or lying around in the halls of de Poo Hospital honoring the expected demise of Great-Cousin-Twice-Removed Luz. It is the C.D.W.," Carmen explains. "The Cuban Death Watch." GOOD MORNING, KEY WEST TALK RADIO Has Come To The Florida Keys! With Author/Commentator George Murphy If you haven't tuned in over the past two months, you've missed LIVE phone-in interviews with: Key West Mayor, Richard Heyman. City Commissioner, Jimmy Weekley. Karen Silkwood Murder Investigator, Howard Kohn. 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Delphos Director, Dr. Tom Masten. Water Quality Researcher, Dr. Brian LaPointe. Judge Richard Paine. Rape Prevention Expert, Elizabeth Sanger. And many, many more newsmakers! . t the head of the long stairway the Bleeding Heart of Jesus is attached to a wonderfully carved door. We go in to Great-Aunt Argentina, gone 93. She sits there like a graceful chair or an end table. She has an air of distinction that resists the calendar years. I am seeing fragility and force joined. She wears a little monkey fur cape and leopard-print pajamas. A blood-red ruby the size of a half-dollar signals from a finger. She uses a pince-nez. Her papa sent her to be educated at the Sarbonne. She now has consolidated her position in the remote apartment, with an elevated taste, though there is the feeling that her rooms look like they might possibly have been once touched up since the War Between the States. There is an emerald tapestry love seat. A green Tiffany lamp adorned with a big red rose. Velvet draperies of a deep shade of green, fringed delectably. A pewter head of Chopin. Some silver polish left in one of his eyes makes him look near-sighted and alarmed. Black watercolors hang on the walls. Carmen has said that Great-Aunt Argentina's foundation stone is her hatred for Great-Uncle Sebastian, her estranged husband for half a century. He resides somewhere down in the labyrinthine quarters of the house. Carmen says innumerable years ago he made a mis-step. According to Auntie he is demoniacally imaginative in his excesses. Auntie says that he is like the Cuban night hawk -- an egg in every nest. Actually, the only discernible misdemeanor was a lady a makepeace Your Office Supplies & Equipment Headquarters DON'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW! • Office Furniture • Free 900 Pg. Catalog • Free Delivery • Rent, Lease or Purchase Name Brand COPIERS 4$7Q500' WKI ifc- AM Stereo Monday to Friday 7-10 a.m. _ _ Top Quality ,_ xCASH REGISTERS., GET IT THERE TODAY!! 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Carmen later tells me that Auntie is brought each night a sliced onion and cheese served on a Wedgewood plate. For she eats almost nothing. Auntie begins the lament of Sebastian's sins. "He sent a stingray flopping up my stairs at 2 a.m. Flip-flop, flip-flop, until its sting whipped against the landing." Auntie says, "Oh, how I regret that I did not wed my young sweetheart, a beautiful artist in Spain who was thrown into prison by Franco. Having no water in his cell, he mixed his paints with urine." Here, Auntie drops off for a sudden nap. Carmen pours more of the tamarind wine into our vaseline crystal glasses, and gives this toast: And Noah said to his wife As they sat down to dine I don't care where the water goes As long as it doesn't get into the wine. armen leads me through the long bow window out to the widow's walk. We can look down and watch Malcolm Forbes' yacht slide past in the Gulf with other world-class boats. Cascading over the ramparts up here is a brilliant canopy of bougainvillea vine with showy purple flowers and arching stems. A bougainvillea For years Auntie kept trying to hire some men from Homestead to have Uncle torn apart by wild black stallions. doesn't put its energy into building a heavy trunk. It cunningly climbs over other plants searching for sills, boards, knobs, until it tops. Auntie with scissors has snipped a peephole through the vine. We peer down at the lonesome face of Uncle Sebastian. Filled with dolor he sits beside his goldfish pond. In his platterlike beret. Nursing his wounded sensibilities. Carmen says, "For years the trends of his mind were unenviable. He dreamed constantly of drowning Auntie in the cistern. Finally he decided that she is Solares Hil l -March 1989-Page 37- absolutely unkillable. Events eventuated. He began to assume a desolate El Greco look. He now knows that he rained on his own parade. He now does penance by lugging sacks of earth up those stairs for Auntie's roof garden. He is allowed only this, and the ritual of taking the flags down nightly -- the flag of Cuba, the flag of Spain, and, of course, the Stars and Stripes. "Come over here and see the Garden of Olives," Up here up high Auntie has a flourishing mini-garden of old-fashioned mode — pineapples, tomatoes, cosmos flowers, hollyhocks. Remington, her pet •white mouse, sits musingly on a sweet pea stem. Now Auntie revives. She continues as^ though she never stopped. "Sebastian's hens have asthma, and I must listen to them wheeze all day down there. Oh, if he were an ant I would step on him." As we walk out to the car, I consider the waspish sexual glow that overcomes this tiny, vexed woman of nine decades. She is translucent and lighted up with her obsession. An unbending woman. A glittering solitaire. How hapless that with her old husband she is missing the intimate friendship which of course seems to be the stuff of a good marriage. Carmen starts in on the Navy pilot's treachery with a few asides for his disloyalty, faithlessness and unreliability. We reach home before she gets onto his violation of allegiance and/or his bestiality, RRI MA^GARITAVILLE A state of mind is now a state of being. Jimmy Buffett Parrot Head paraphernalia, Caribbean Soul clothing, and lots of Key West color. • THE MARGARITAVILLE STORE 500 DUVAL KEY WEST, FL 33040 [305)296-3070 STORE What makes The Marine Bank a better bank? How about $50*00 for openers! Nobody cares more about your business than The Marine Bank. And they've been doing just that for over 34 years here in the Keys. Right now they're offering $50.00 to any customer opening a new CD.* with $50,000 or more for a one year term. Because it's a better offer it will be available only for a limited time. You always get a high competitive interest rate and savings are safe and insured with your hometown bank in the Keys. Your Island Bankers, Key Largo to Key West THE mmnmm BUNK OF MONROE COUNTY Member i f*DIC *Substantial penalty for early withdrawal. Page 38--March 1989-Solares Hill From the Moon to the Earth Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 39 Political Whispers from the Birdcage by V.K. Gibson A. hinking up titles for each of my columns has become somewhat difficult as the years pass. It's rather like naming paintings. Usually, when the column heading is coy, it's because the commentator has chosen to deal with two unrelated subjects. As a writer I have followed with great interest the recent stink caused by Ayatollah Khomeini and his pals — booga-booga — following publication of Salman Rushdie's book, Satanic Verses. The news media has pursued this story with the zeal normally accorded the elopement of an English princess with a stable boy. Well, why not? It has all the elements of melodrama: a death bounty of millions of dollars offered by the religious dictator of a nation; mobs of angry people rioting around the world; an author driven underground for who knows how long. And who can blame him? Some .years back a production company tried to film the life of Mohammed. This was no Rambo- esque piece of nonsense, but a big budget movie by serious film makers. Respected Islamic scholars were hired to assure historical accuracy and utmost decorum in the script and shooting. The person of the Prophet himself, it was decided, would not be shown -- only his shadow upon occasion. I seem to remember that Mohamar Kadaffy (Duck), the pin-up boy of Araby, helped finance the film. Even so, fundamentalist Islamics issued death threats. These people are not to be fooled with. Rushdie, given his history, should have had a hint. Why did he do it? It's interesting to note that Rushdie received an advance of several hundred thousand dollars for this project. Publishers do not; hand out such money without cause. Clearly they had hopes for ... For what? An exciting response? A lynching or two? Certainly it's possible for a book to be both commercial and literary. At this time, with no copies available, it's hard to determine how good Satanic Verses might be. The writers of PEN, I note, are defending Rushdie's rights but not the book itself. Salman Rushdie suffers from a shoddy level of criticism. The overwhelming majority of those who attack him have never, will never, read his book. Even (or especially?) the issuers of death threats will probably not read the book. It is hard to believe that they have only considered fragments lifted out of context. But, what of the basic question of attacks on religious/ethnic beliefs and traditions? If a modern equivalent of Protocols of the Elders ofZion were published all hell would break out from another quarter. Yet, what if a writer's inflammatory observations happen to be true? It then comes down to personal bias. If the history of Islam contains chapters of violence and repression, what about Shintoism? Or Christianity, which brought us centuries- long, mass persecution of Jews and "heretics" and the ruthless conversion of whole quarters of the earth. The Islamic world has every right to protest any book they choose and to defend their beliefs with moral indignation. (Violence is not a matter of freedom but of opportunity, privilege or duty; each qualification is horrific, is it not?) Writers in the West have every right to free expression of ideas. All of these points would garner little interest, were it not for the widespread threats of violence and their enlivening effect upon the media. Therefore, the most interesting thing about this unfolding drama is the collision of the 20th century with the 12th century. Like the great cosmic dragon of Hindu mythology, representing the universe as it endlessly swallows its own tail, we see the past and the future falling into each others' arms. It is not a happy embrace. ...Rushdie received an advance of several hundred thousand dollars ... IN ow as we leave the moon and.soar off to earth, I'm pleased to discuss the new "gallery" created by Larry Berk in the Florida Keys Community College library. The exhibition space consists of a long wall and the area immediately fronting it. Several shows have taken place; most recently was one displaying works of five artists inspired by Afro-American culture, including the nationally important Jacob Lawrence. On Friday, March 3 from 6 to 8 p.m. a new exhibit will open featuring three artists. Sculptor Gloria Shaw is well-known in Monroe County. She studied at the Art Students League in New York City, and has taught sculpting in clay at the college level since 1981, first in Marathon and later at FKCC. Shaw, when asked about artists who have influenced her perceptions, mentions Jacob Epstein and Jose de Creeft. Her classes focus on representational clay work, often in conjunction with life studies, but her contributions to the upcoming exhibit are abstract stone carvings. She enjoys working in soft stones: translucent alabaster, and soapstone. "There's a great place up in West Palm Beach, a heaven for sculptors, where you can get anything you want," says Shaw with relish. Malcolm Ross, also highly respected, was educated at the State University in Buffalo, and Columbia University. He divides his time between homes here and in New York, and has resided in Key West for seven years. He is most known for refined, stylistically accomplished pastels and works on canvas. His male and female nudes demonstrate an admirable mastery of classical draftsmanship. "People sometimes get upset with frontal male nudes, but they seem to accept rear poses," confides Malcolm. This artist is sometimes inspired by fantasy subjects, such as mermaids. He tells me that he is also creating figures in clay for the upcoming exhibit. Jerry Cash is a familiar figure to Key West, both as himself and as the husband of the charming and indomitable Carolyn. It will not surprise many people to learn that Cash studied art at Bravard College, in North Carolina, with a special interest in pottery and sculpture. But he also had a secret life, known to only a few, which I shall now expose. "Years ago up in Charleston, South Carolina, and later in Columbia, I was a banker," he confessed. But the white collar life was not for him. He met and married Carolyn in 1971, and together they operated a resident riding school. Besides introducing debutantes to stallions, they lived on a mountaintop and milked goats. After eight years of this they were ready for a change, and bought a boat and sailed off into the sunset. The sunset led to Key West. Eventually they became landlubbers and property owners, and, because of their social activism and social elan, achieved a prominent position in the community. In recent years Cash worked for Treasure Salvors as their archaeological artist, producing historically accurate drawings of the many artifacts recovered from nearby waters. He also moonlights as a charterboat captain. Last January he began teaching a ceramics class at FKCC. Before things could really happen he had to repair the kilns. Electronics wizard Dale Barnes also assisted in this formidable labor. That done, enrollment for the course burgeoned as word got out about the course, and Cash has had to multiply his sessions to accommodate the overflow. The class covers all phases of pottery/vessel-making: the coil method, clay slab, the wheel. Working in clay, according to Cash, is very therapeutic and allows student to uncover their talents. For the upcoming exhibition he spent several months creating several large vessels. The various galleries of Key West are stuffed with two-dimensional art. It's especially nice to see new sculpture, pottery and ceramics. Loys Locklear, Roberta Marks and Lee Dodez, among others, have produced and exhibited works in clay for quite some time. But there is more than room for another ceramist of talent in Key West. j|] by Bud Jacobson JL hey're out there, wheeling gracefully through a warm air current, scanning the ground for unsuspecting voters to grab, peering into the shadows for campaign workers and behind-the-scenes cash contributors — political hawks — a species that will never make the endangered list anywhere! The game played in Key West is not nearly as fatal as, say the game played in W« Washington where the politicians consult every oracle in sight trying to figure out what to do with the embarrassment of a guy like John Tower, or one of his ilk. Around here, there's more fun involved. Granted, some feelings get hurt and toes painfully broken, and cash goes down the drain for the losers, but at least you don't get pilloried in the national press and made to look like an idiot in those political cartoons. The local press, radio news and a sort of comedy TV talk thing in the evening (one of Elliott Baron's favorite targets) are the only outlets given to political hopefuls. They can be a tough source of critical review. Nothing for real is going to happen on the scene until a few months from now, in the muggy heat of late summer, when some of the circling hawks will clutch the horns of the dilemma and look the situation in the face. (That's a quote from Bob Benchley, in a weak moment.) ord is filtering in from the east end of the island in the neighborhood of Henry Kokenzie's homestead that the now-retired chief of the county's veteran affairs office is checking out the wind and water for a possible flight into city hall politics. Big Hank, as he is sometimes called by his cronies at the American Legion hall, has many years of living in Conchtown and years of on-the-fringe political experience. He knows hundreds of solid voters, the buttons to push. And he is tireless. Besides, he loves politics. Some years back, in the 1960s, Kokenzie was selling cars when he decided on a run at city hall. But there were old hands in the game ahead of him. His campaign expired for lack of fuel. He is expected this year to make a serious run for the brass ring. A relative novice in the political arena, Steve Eid, according to the whispering rumor-lovers who hang around the county bench, might be on the race course against incumbent City Commissioner Sally Lewis. Eid and his brother are the developers of the Solano Village area in back of Searstown. Both men landed in federal court last year charged by the Corps of Engineers with filling wetlands without a permit, even though they had been warned and notified several times. In court they were defended by lawyer Michael Halpern. They lost the case. The jury came back favoring the engineers' arguments and expert testimony given in front of U.S. District Judge Lawrence King. 1 here is some talk, but it is being shrugged off as "far out," that Fran Ford, one of the town's fervent environmentalists and former head of the tree commission, might be interested in city hall. Not so, she tells friends. 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He has scored a number of points as a commissioner and backers are urging him to hang in there at city hall. There were guffaws recently over a slide-and-slip in the Miami Herald which had the Strand Theatre filing for re-organization in the federal bankruptcy court. The story had the Strand with $208,000 in assets and almost $95,000 in debts — should be the other way around, no? Also, the story said the Strand was the movie house that featured Deep Throat for many years. It wasn't. It was the old Monroe theater that ran the porno flick for years. The Copa dance palace is where the Monroe movie house was. [i^ MON YUME 'Gate of Dreams' JAPANESE FUTONS A Japanese mattress Japanese Foods • Sushi Stuffs 925 Truman Ave. Park Free at Kyushu 294-7260 Page 40-March 1989--Solares Hill Gallery Hopping by Gordon Lacy Salvadore Dali left $87 million when he died. Isamu Noguchi left quite a bit less money and a hell of a lot more good will. Andy Warhol, too, was a multimillionaire when he packed it up, and like Dali he left little affection behind. Even Picasso, another fabulously rich artist, was better beloved. The experts are divided on Dali's works: half say that his death will not raise his prices, the other half predict they will skyrocket. History will decide. We count our blessings that we did not succumb to a smart European huckster several years back and buy phony lithos with Dali's authentic and senile signature — 40,000,1 believe — faked and distributed by his secretary. Poverty can be an asset; only the wealthy can afford fake art. The proposed litho was tempting and the terms ridiculous: all cash before noon the next day, half price $750, owner leaving town. When you separate the bald terms from the charm, the compelling sales talk and the idea of owning a real Dali, the truth was apparent. It is easy to scoff at Dali. But he was a man of passionate imagination where his public image was concerned, and a man of passion about his dragon-lady wife Gala, whom he stole from Dada poet Paul Eluard. There's rumor of perfection... LAS PALMAS VEAL LOIN CHOP DAILY SEAFOOD SPECIALTIES FILET OF VENISON WTIH CHESTNUT PUREE OTHER SPECIALTIES Entrees from $13.95 The Classical Guitar of Matthew Jampol 8 p.m. Saturday Open Seven Nights 6 pm-11 pm International Menu • Island Dress Reservations Please Southard at Frances 294-7991 At his last big Paris retrospective a few years back, my patience was sorely tried by several airplane views of Christ on the crucifix. While I know that taste and art do not mix, the lurid cheapness was not offset by the red-hot technique. M,Ly concentration has been broken by a call from someone who demanded the meaning of SoMo. Someone else asked me that a few months back. The term first popped into my mind and out of my mouth at a dinner party, falling too loudly into a silence. I turned to Alice Terry and threatened, if ever taken up on it, to cite her as the author. If South-Houston in Manhattan, the art center of the world, can become SoHo, why can't Key West's southernmost equivalent be called SoMo? The Alice Terry retrospective show at the Lane Gallery in February was beautiful for all of us who loved her. Her works from over the decades were on view. It was stunning to experience her evolution as she Key West Gonch Jewelry G Jy Genius ORIGINAL DESIGNS hand crafted in Key West 111DUVRL 294-7092 FRONT Open everyday 10-4 • VJSA,MC,AMEX searched to perfect her techniques: the early convoluted studies, some in pencil, of forms and symbols that were more like thoughts than anything else; the watercolors starting with a figure and ending with her perfected "arrangements" of fabrics and flowers; the pastels, another medium which she mastered most successfully in her Greek landscapes, amalgams of style, the colors intense, the details at a minimum as though in her passion she saw only color and shape. There were several oils — a medium she tackled on friends' advice and in which I felt she was never really at ease. Someone wisely bought the three small pastel sunsets that for me were the tiny gems in Alice's oeuvre. Sunsets conjur calendar art and postcard horror unless they were created by Terry, in whose hands they were brilliant and varied and ever-changing. I repeat, gems. Mid-month at the Lane saw the works of three artists. Berle Weinstein was represented mainly by pastels, though there is one oil that looked like a pastel. This is obviously the work of an accomplished artist who takes full advantage of the drama in light and shadow and has a thorough academic base. Several people spoke to me of the "emotion" that charged this work; it was convincing. David Newton was represented by many small constructions and three semi-abstract KppDl THANKS by Chris Scala. Photo courtesy the Great Southern Gallery. oil paintings that were arresting. John Burgess, who certainly has no academic training, was showing naif paintings at St. Thomas' local moeurs, neatly observed and somewhat riotously painted. In addition, John has painted some jokes reminiscent of New Yorker cartoonist R. Chert, with a vibrancy and larkiness that blew my mind. And over a door loomed a voodoo evil eye, mascaraed. Our frequently confused and often sad world may well need what Burgess offers: high glee. V.K. Gibson1 one-man show opens at the Lane Gallery on March 19; it's an event Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 41 to look forward to. X he folk art show at East Martello turned up some surprising stuff. I heard one gallery owner, referring to the sophisticated work of Amy and Susie DePoo, muttering that "... just painting animals does not make one a naif painter.' I liked Pepito Suarez' two painted wood-carved panels: one of a 1940s Plymouth and a man carrying bottles had a nice swing to it, and the other of the Lighthouse I liked too. Lena Zarate had some fun bottles painted with Conch scenes. Jack Baron's 1979 double portrait of the Get Real Sisters was achieved with a minimum of brushstrokes. Birdcages by Claude Valdez fell below-- the definition of naif art. Denys Fitzpatrick's collages of tiny cuttings of stamps depicting birds and flora were nothing if not sophisticated. Harry Moon is a true naif artist. Many of his "colorings" originate in dreams of his native Isle of Mauritius. His work is surprising and pertinent. He has never exhibited before and deserves an encouraging pat on the back. Amy DePoo's wonderful slithery green enamel snake on copper and mother Susie's noble animals on wood are doubtful as naif art. As Helen Harrison explains, the DePoos are "outsiders," artists who do not show and are represented in no gallery. We are privileged to see work of this quality. Helen Harrison and David Eckhardt put this vanguard show together. Thanks to_ them and to Susan Olsen for charting a new Visit our fine collection of ART supplies. *now showing Chris Scala's underwater sculpture and other works 910 DUVAL ST. • PARADISE -11-6 THURS-MONDAY - 294-6660 -Page 42--March 1989-Solares Hill course for the museum, which is now serving a purpose other than duplicating downtown galleries. JL was pleased to find three northern sea scenes by Michael Palmer at Gingerbread. Borne from this artist's always slightly off-center point of view, the works were delicate in their cool whites and blues. The Patricia Townsend paintings I wanted to savor again had been sold. So much the better for this witty lady. I hope she is working to replenish the stock. From March 26 to April 15 John Kiraly will be showing his new acrylics. Wendy Turner is showing lithographs of her newest poster, a very handsome floral. We are losing two of our main collectors to Miami Beach. Judd Aronson and Paul Josephson are moving. Sixty works from their collection will be put on sale March 12 (by invitation), including work by Robert Franke and Van Eno, among others. They will be sorely missed by all of us, especially by the cultural machinery of this community whose cogs they greased so faithfully for many years. Artist Warehouse has a couple of Van Enos, too. Karen is showing some attractive African hand-woven, hand-painted wall hangings and two oils by Costa Riceno Lempira which invoke European school of classicism. Chris Scala's ocean-cultivated sculpture THANKS will be on show at the Great Southern Gallery. The Moodys provided a lucid press release: "The initial sculptural form (sic) was placed in the lagoon and ROSE LANE ANTIQUITIES Pre-Columbian Pottery & Gold Primitive Art from Africa Noon to 5 P.M. Or By Appointment 524 Rose Lane • 294-1873 "Just off the 300 Block of Duval" Harrison Gallery & Music LOCAL ART MUSICAL ACCESSORIES B en &Helen Ha r r i son 825 WHITE STREET 294-0609 made the subject of a precisely controlled process that emulates the maner in which marine organisms generate their shells. Otherwise known as induced mineral accretion ..." Anyway, Scala sculpts this coral, as he does marble and travertine. Scala will give a workshop-demo on March 3 from 9 to 11 a.m. for a small fee. You all had belter turn out that evening from 6:30 to 8:30 for cheese and wine and sculpture from the sea. xCichard Watherwax's new collection of photographs called Scantily Clad which by title alone should guarantee a full house, will open on March 10 at Nancy and Michael Shannon's Lands End Gallery. Also on hand will be new work by Michael Shannon, glass sculpture by Jim Daugherty, pottery by Chuck Marksberry and Don Brooks, Bob and Michel Kennedy's watercolor series of prints, Barbara Gallagher's new oil and many other works. Audubon enthusiasts must not miss The Birds of John James Audubon and Dorothy Doughty, featuring his Double Elephant Folio and her Porcelain Bird Series. The exhibit ends May 14. Michael Fierman, who uses Aristos as a working atelier and is helping Barbara out in management, has found a source of painted wood carvings by Frank Balbontin. Collectors be advised. Michael is the organizer of the art show/sale at the Islander Restaurant The Florida Keys Community College Library, under the direction of Larry Berk, recently celebrated Black History Month with a gala reception and exhibit of Black art. Though the food was excellent and generous, the law prohibits hooch in learning institutions. When will we quash these archaic bars to civilized living? A highlight of the show was the word of Jacob Lawrence, whose series Toussaint, L'Ouyenure is justly famous. We are looking forward to his visit. The show included two interesting paintings by Black artist Romare Reardon, and three smooth and delicate scenes of what we used to be able to call Bahama Village by John Morell, whose work has progressed steadily. The next show at the library will be a faculty show of works by art professors Gloria Shaw, Malcolm Ross and Jerry Cash. It opens on March 3 at 7 p.m. Lucky Street Gallery is inaugurating an every-other-Thursday-night lecture series starting March 2 at 7:30 p.m. The first guest will be Roberta Marks' The Creative Process; An Artist's Evolution. Her talk will be accompanied by slides. Theodora Bergery is one of our most sensitive painters in the sense of style. Her gouache landscapes and seascapes are lyrical in sustained and rich colors. However, this is not just "pretty" painting. The technique contains depth and texture. Bergery recently had a dealers-only show in New York. One collector owns 22 of her works. Theodora is currently preparing shows in Cologne, Zurich and, well, Pittsburgh. On March 23 she will hold an invitation-only reception in her home to show her latest work. Please call 294-7470. Jack Baron's annual one-person show will open at the Woman's Club on March 4 from 6:30 to 9 p.m. This show, called The Circus, has been eagerly awaited, especially since friends posed for the characters involved. The party will be hosted by Al McCarthy and Ralph Wright. Samples of Key West Aloe's new scent, "Circus" Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 43 ORIGINAL HAND PRINTED DESIGNS BY JEWLERY CREATED BY MARK DEFRATES 913 DUVAL STREET 294-0411 FLOWER/FLOWERS by Richard Watherwax "Mostly women, a lot of humor, and some serious pieces," was photographer Richard Watherwax's description of his upcoming exhibition at Mi- chael Shannon Gallery. "There will be about 40 photographs of familiar faces — Cleopatra, Marie Antoinette, and, of course, my fat cat." The show opens Saturday, March 11, at Michael Shannon Gallery, Lands End Village, at the foot of Margaret Street in Key West. named in honor of the show, will be distributed. The show runs until March 11. A he large New York City auction houses appear to have discovered a huge new market for the works of what is known as Second Paris Generation, an eclectic bunch of artists not necessarily having any French connection at all like Canadian Jean-Paul Riopelle, Hans Hartung, Silva De Veira and Serge Poliakoff. The First Generation included Picasso, Modigliani and Von Dongen. I suppose it is only normal that the fifties are now all the rage, the art world apparently having exhausted the twenties, thirties and forties. Check your attics and closets, your fifties memorabilia may turn out to be worth a lot. rCATUREDARTlSriS: JAMES WADE DAUGHERTY. SHANNON.'BETTYFAGAN* WALTDESEL.LAZAROHUGUET*TAYLORSTTEPHENS-CHUC Page 44-March 1989-SoIares Hill SPIRIT Many people have told me that they are experiencing the flux and flow of noticeable, challenging changes in careers, relationships, finances and health. It is a time of inner re-evaluation of belief systems. We are being stretched to meet our consciousness face to face. No more sweeping problems under the proverbial rug. No more excuses. Let's look at the person in the mirror and see what really is there. Be truthful. Be willing to shine the inner light through the shadows. SANDY ISLANDS, M.S., M.A. Hypnotherapy habits • stress psychosomatic illness past-life regression 3405 Flagler Avenue 296-2096 Key West By Appointment MASSAGE THERAPY at the HYATT 0 , , KEY WEST • Relaxing and Therapeutic Massage • Cellulite Wrap Christine Penot, LMT Ha. Lie. MA0007807 AMTA & FSMTA Member Hyatt Key West 601 Front Street 296-9900 Ext. 65 30% Off to Locals TAUGHT BY RONNIE DLJBINSKY CERTIFIED BY GHOSH'S COLLEGE OF PHYSICAL EDUCATION MON THRU FRI: 8 AM AND 6 PM MON THRU FRI: 4:30-5:30 1 HR. SPECIALS SAT: 10 AM, SUN: 6 PM HARRIS SCHOOL - CORNER OF MARGARET AND SOUTHARD FOR INFORMATION: .292,1854. .-.-•... -i..$SEERjQLASS A woman I know has chosen to stay on drugs — cocaine and pot - for now. These habits are closing down her heart chakra -- depressing the immune system, lowering self-esteem and bringing more emptiness to the emptiness already there. Drugs cause illusion. When will she see, feel and sense that only more illusion can come from this? Eventually when all is stripped away she Renate Perelom, editor will die internally or externally or both. Where are you in your life? Are you unwilling to face someting because you are not ready to make the changes? Be prepared, they will come anyway. We either grow or go. Years ago a friend shared with me a formula - a recipe of sorts. She said that when we meet tests and challenges we are graced with peace and enjoyment. Tests and challenges push us beyond limitations into trust. We are forced to face our resources. And if they are limited we ask the Godself inside for help and reach out to ourselves and someone else -- a professional, a friend; someone who is clear, who has the inner compassion and strength to suggest, guide and finally let us go. We must do the inner work. We must meet the dark night of the soul in our quiet moments when our soul communicates with our purposes, goals and dreams. When we meet the challenge, a sense of peace and enjoyment greets us. This is a warm acknowledgement that we have done our best. To do this one must be true to the here and now, to the moment. Whenever someone shares a problem I ask them, What are you thinking now? What are you feeling now? How are you breathing now? What is your physiology now? What would you like to experience now? And then go from there. Anthony Robbins, author of Unlimited Power, wrote that whatever we do in private we will be rewarded for in public. Our inner work will be shared and we will attract like energy. In the quiet moments feed your spirit with affirmation, meditation and the innate knowledge that you are in the right place doing the right thing for the right reason. This month many rich programs and classes are being offered in our community. Gary Young of Island Wellness provides events for growth and support. Show your support with attendance and participation. Check the calendar of events; something is there for everyone. Peter Calhoun returns on March 11 to continue shamanic work. In an interview with Peter, I discovered the vast range of his healing abilities. He does work with nature and the elements to produce change. Unity of the Keys has ongoing classes and courses. Dr. Papon's homoeopathic study group meets at Island Wellness Mondays from 7:45 to 9:15 p.m., and explains self-care and natural healing. I leave you with this thought: Keep your 296-2873 SIOUX ROSE - Astrologer o See Sioux's Cable TV Show Astrology and Divine Order CH. 5 Wednesday at 7:30 PM o Tarot Readings o Private Chart Work o 1 Year Predictive Trends ° New Line of Video Tapes Available Also Available for Groups & Classes AT THE REACH . 1*& Simonton Street v : . : ; 296-5000 ext. 666 SCHEDULE OF CLASSES MON TUES WED THURS FRI RAT RUM 8.00 9:15 11:00 12:15 5:15 5:30 6:45 L.IA AQUA L.U. L.IA UA* j WALK L.I.A. AQUA L.I.A. CUT" AQUA L.I.A. UA* WALK LIA.& AQUA L.IA* AQUA UA L.IA U A * L.IA OUSsfcs. L.I.A. - Low Impact Aerobics (1 hour) Hew in the Gazebo overlooking ocean AQUA - Aquathinics Class held in the Reach Pool WALK - Fitness Walking (1 hour) COST: $7.00 per session O" Smathers Beach. Must pre-register. inspirational flame alive and aware by paying attention to that soft voice that speaks to you in dreams and quiet meditation. Honor the inner you. Thank yourself for being alive and thank your mind and spirit for providing choices that support you and bring value to others. We are all in the same boat. Let's row together so we can flow with change. We will continue to be faced with tests and challenges. Let's go and do life now! Love and respect, Renate. Calhoun Comes to Island Wellness by Reva Morris Peter Calhoun will return to Key West to continue his teachings of the shamanic way. The shaman heals by guiding the patient to the sphere of the sacred and allowing him to experience human nature as a totality, a whole. The patient's energies are deliberately reweighed and brought into harmony To offer a patient insight into a higher self, the shaman must be able to discern the patient's state of imbalance, and he must have eliminated imbalance in himself. He must walk in balance, which is another way of saying he must walk with inner beauty. One method of correcting imbalance is to use shocking or bizarre action to alter a person's perception. This is termed de-automization of ordinary consciousness. Shamanic technique may be anything that disrupts and confuses normal stream of thought, and then produces a new rhythmic pattern. Dancing is another way of restructuring our consciousness. Drumming, musical rhythm, chanting and harmonic overtones are capable of affecting brainwaves and altering states of consciousness. Monotonous rhythms or dance movements synchronize or harmonize confused or disorganized thought fragments and associations. In this way consciousness settles. It becomes like an empty'screen on which can be reflected intuitive elements of experience and visions that are ordinarily supressed by our ceaseless and chaotic stream of thought. "The shaman usually receives his creative power through a particular medium — lightning, an object of power, a vision, enly Bodies Aerobics 19 Classes Weekly • 7 Days a Week Starting at 7:30 am As low as $3.25 per class! T T T at the CoffeeMill Cultural Centre 916 Ashe Street 296-9982 Shamanic healer Calhoun. Peter Calhoun. Photo courtesy helping spirits, light phenomenon, song, dance, and also crystals. Shamans make use of crystals to gleen the cause of internal illness. Some shamans use crystals during healing as a magnifying glass to enhance the power of their vision. They can extract the illness from the body by means of these crystals." (Quoted from Dreamtime and Inner Space by Holger Kalwirt.) A shaman is intimately connected with the well-being of our planet. He is able to let the vital energy of Mother IZarth pass through himself to his people. He has a profound empathy with natural processes and a deep understanding of the relationship between humans and nature. On the shamanic path life is experienced as an endless celebration, an external dance and rhythm, and a psychic communication and union with all living things. "To the initiate life is a vibrating, harmoniously synchronized melody. The shaman works with this feeling of sharing the rhythm of the cosmic dance of trhe fields of energy that are the source, the matrix, of all matter. Essentially it is the process of sharing that makes the shaman what he is." (From Dreamtime and Inner Space.) Share the teachings with Peter Calhoun on Friday, March 10, from 7 to 9 p.m. at Unity of the Keys, 3424 Duck Avenue. Love offerings will be accepted. A workshop will be held with Peter Calhoun on Saturday, March 11, from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. at Island Wellness, 530 Simonton St. There is a $85 fee. Private readings and healing on appointment. Please call 296-7353. |§ Buying bottled water is a costly way to do business. One guesthouse owner estimates a savings of $3,500 a year simply by installing a Surfer's Watershed pure water distiller. Call Madge Sutter for details on a distiller for your business or home. (305) 296-7731 SUITER'S WATERSHED j i ..,. P.O..9px 744, Key West, Fl 33041 , ,. Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 45 Now! by Tom Pannesi Now, now, it's alright * It's all ready, now • Now, you can go • Stop, now • These are a few of the ways we use the word now. This is a very important word in our language and culture. Nobody wants to wait for anything. And why should they? Most of us have places to go, things to do. But what's been on my mind lately is the value of living in the now; getting the full value out of my life, right now. I wouldn't dream of waiting more than a few minutes for my order at Burger King. So why should I wait to get the most out of my life? And why do I put up with so much? Or why do I let the past drag me back? These are a few of the questions I've been asking myself. It has made me realize that I'm no longer a "satisfied customer". Letting go of the past, I've found, is one of the first steps toward living in the present. I'm talking here about resentment and anger or regret. What good does it do to Carry around all this heavy baggage? Sure I'm angry at my folks for pushing me behind a desk and not recognizing and nurturing my creative abilities. But what am I supposed to do, go around for the rest of my life resenting them for it? Or better yet, punishing myself by working in an unfulfilling job? No, no, this would be foolish. The wise thing for me to do is to let go of all that. Take full responsibility for myself. Recognize and value my abilities and act on them. And bring them to fruition. Now. Sure, it's scary, but isn't that exactly where the "life" in our lives lies? To let the perceptions and evaluations of others determine the course of our lives is madness. I have found that there is a support system out there willing to help me change. All I have to do is ask. I want life to be deluxe with all the trimmings. On second thought, make that a double deluxe! Right now, if you haven't heard about it yet, is the time to join our "healing circle," based on the teachings of Louise Hay and others who believe in self-healing. It is made up of people who believe in self-love, and self-expansion and experiencing the joy both within themselves and the universe. We are planning to meet at Island Wellness, 530 Simonton, 296-7353. The time and day will be announced. There will be no fee, only a donation to pay for the space. Pleasejoin us in our circle of love and sharing. Sj LORI KATZ Bookkeeping & Accounting Services Income tax preparation, Credit Lines, Mortgage Applications, Budgeting, Financial Planning, Cost Analysis 3 0 5 - 2 9 6 - 8 2 6 9 ISLAND WELLNESS Gary Young, Director, L.M.T., "Massage For Health" For March Workshops In Shamanism, Healing, Crystals, Mediumship and WeJIness Classes 530 Simonton at Southard • Key West, 33040 : (305) 296-7353 Page 46-March 1989-Solares Hill The Pathless Path By Swami Che tan Shreya Looking inside, searching for ones own truth is perhaps one of the greatest challenges and maybe the ultimate challenge one can embark upon. I saw recently a sign in a downtown crystal and gift store reading, OF KEY WEST Introduces... a complete inch loss program Lose 3"-15" In One Hour • Inches off in first wrap • Contour your body • Lose unsightly cellulite • Not a water loss ^RESULTS GUARANTEED* We also feature a complete line of 100% natural vitamins and Bodycare *New Age Books and Tapes* 512Duval (305)296-2650 "If you're not working on yourself, you're not working." Mmmm! Food for thought. As mankind has evolved through everchanging civilizations, with almost continuous warfare in some part of the planet or other, there has been a corresponding advance in knowledge, science, research, health and technology, This has accelerated incredibly in the last 100 years, present day. Paraleling these events has been the spiritual quest of man giving us the major religions of the world such as Christianity, Buddhism, Mohammcolism and numerous philosophers of life from Plato and Socrates, Zen and Tao to Gurdjieff and Alan Watts. Coming from a background of a strict Irish Catholic mother and the resulting indoctrination of church dogma, my teens found me, and much of my peer group in a state of rebellion. The Beatles had just finished their "Sergeant Peppers" album. Long hair was the fashion and the "mini-skirt" was "in". TM was the fad and, after a Bohemian college lifestyle, a "career" in industry seemed dull and boring. I decided to travel. From the chaotic Casbah of Morocoo to the silent pillared remains of Greek amphitheaters, I wandered, witnessed, watched and wondered, leading a lazy Jack Kerouac "On the Road" existence. Eventually I drifted through the Middle East. The Mullah's wail was in my ears as he called the faithful to prayers atop the pinnacled minarets of magnificient mosques disgourged, through the Kyber Pass onto the plains of India. It seemed to be a milling madness of masses.of people of color and confusion, exotic sounds and fiery spices. India fascinated me. As I travelled on the proverbial "shoestring" budget from the white marbled walls of the Taj Mahal to treks in the snow covered Himalayan Mountains of Nepal I became increasingly inquisitive about the religious of these people. From Hinduism, Jaonism and the most illuminating of all to me, Buddhism. Ah! What an experience to sit under the same Bodhi tree (well perhaps a seedling of the same) where Gautama had attained enlightenment. Sometime later after I had returned to live in the West, a friend came to see me. He had been in an Ashram, in Punrie, India as a sannyassin (deciple) of an Eastern guru called Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh. He had been given a new name I found difficult to pronounce and, wore bright red clothes and a bunch of beads with this guys photo in a locket around his neck. I was sceptical of "gurus" and that scene. I felt I knew the answer and didn't need anybody else. But I loved my friend and seeing the inner charge happening in him, his lightness and laughter, mirrored my own self-disatisfaction of being stuck. When visiting my friend at a local Rajneesh Ashram I couldn't help but feel the warmth and friendliness of the people living communally there. They embodied the PETER C ALHOUN, TEACHER & SHAMAN Returns to Key West March 9-14 To Demonstrate Shamanic Healing Seminar - Friday, March 10 - 7-9 pm Unity 3424 Duck Ave. Love Offering Workshop - Saturday, March 11 - 9 am-5 pm Island Wellness 530 Simonton St. $85.00 Private Readings & Healings Upon Appointment 296-3988 or 296-7353 OOOOOOOOOOGiOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SPRING AND SUMMER FASHIONS ARRIVING A Maternity And Children's Boutique * Girls: Infant-4 Sizes * Boys: Infant-7 Sizes 50% Discount on Selected Items Panty Hose • Diaper Bags • Children's Shoes Gift Certificates Available • Free Gift Wrapping Mon.-Fri. 10-6 • Sat. 11-4 1023 White Street • Key West • 294-3865 Frances R. Rouse SMILE WITH CONFIDENCE Maintain Periodontal Health Loui G. Franke, D.D.S. Periodontist (Gum Specialist) Full Time in Key West Interplak Toothbrushes Available 1510-B Bertha Street 296-2074 Monday through Friday by Appointment spirit of their Master whose motto seemed to be Love, Life and Laughter. They even had their own bar! Earlier that Spring my father had died and in my sadness and numbness I picked up one of Bhagwan's books. It's hard to say when I fell in love with the beauty of this man. Somehow his words penetrated to the care of my being through my defensive fearful walls. What I read became a knowing truth...deep down truth. I was blown away! It felt like I had met the Master I really needed, a light along the path. I was full of gratefulness to existence for the metamorphosis happening to me. Like the caterpillar shedding its skin to become a butterfly, I was shedding, letting go, my old perceptions and moving out of my head and into my heart. Visiting Rajneeshpuram, the experimental commune city in Oregon, I felt the incredible presence of this enlightened man. I did meditations and "growth" therapy groups. I became a sannyassin. My new name was Swami, meaning 'master', (in reference to being master of the self and not a slave to the ego). Chetan Shreya (Consciousness of Virtue),' Bhagwan's meditations helped me go deeper within, to touch the silence and glimpse Nirvana. On meditation, Bhagwan writes "Unless we turn people towards meditation on a vaster scale than has ever done before, there is not much hope for the future, for the future humanity". Being with Bhagwan these last four years has been a central focus in my life, especially when I'm feeling like I'm taking two steps back for every one forward.When the slope is slippery he is a spiritual anchorman for me. Life is one. Celebration is all. I can't take him seriously and that is exactly OK. Each lover of Bhagwan has his/her own individual connection to him, not through brainwashing, but through the heart. Bhagwan has talked on numerous subjects, religion, philosophies. In literally hundreds of books he gives his compassionate insight and wisdom on an abunance of issues, both on an intimate, personal level and the global view point. Bhagwan is outrageous, courageous and uncompromising. He gives himself ultimate freedom to say what he wants, unfaltered, truthful, often causing politicians to feel threatened. He was pressured to leave the U.S. after plea-bargaining to unvalidated charges, his health and safety being a key factor in his agreeing to do so. The experimental commune city is now closed down, mistakes had Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 47 been made; Bhagwan himself declared that he was not infallible. An experiment is what it is, risky. For him it is the moment, the here and now. The very present is the essence, the reality (The throught.) No goals, no successes, no failures...just divine being and trust. In this 'New' age of 'New' thought, Bhagwan's message comes through for a new Man. A new dawn of consciousness, whereby an alchemy, a transformation of each individual's self raises that of the whole and thus the safety of our planet, our home, of which we can only ever be temporary guardians. Recently, I have been feeling intensely connected to all other seekers of whatever persuasion...whether on an environmental level such as Reef Relief, Greenpeace,or spiritual masters such as Da Free John, Maraj, Sri Chinmoy, or on the level esoteric through crystals, tarot or channelling. An eastern mystic once said, "There are as many ways as there are men. I respect all other points of view. We may agree to disagree. But if this is the garden then we are all the flowers in it, unfolding with our own unique fragrance. I learn and grow from many sources that feel nourishing to me. The works of Louise L. Hay and Sondra Ray, with their use of positive affirmations, have been an inspiration to changing the concept of myself, as well as healing destructive patterns in love and relationships. What a mystery we all are! My own realisation through experience is that 'Life itself is the path.' I was always on "it" whether I knew it or not. Bringing some awareness to it makes the going a little clearer. To the age-old question, Why? I don't know, but it is a blessful not knowing. Bhagwan has stated his whole purpose is to provoke us to "wake up" to our own true selves. We are all Buddhas, we are all enlightened, we are all God, no exceptions; we just don't know it yet. And thus I try. I grow, I search, I seek, I laugh, I cry. From the valleys depths to the. highest peaks a myriad of scents and blooms emerge. A serene silence, love. From the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam: "Look to the Rose that blows about us' 'Lo,'Laughing, she says, into the World I blow: At once the Silken Tassel of my Purse Tear, audits Treasure on the Garden throw"'. | j | Special Events Special Events at Island Wellness, 530 Simonton St., 296-7353: March 11: Peter Calhoun, teacher and shaman, will conduct a healing workshop, 9 a.m.-5 p.m. $85 per person. March 18: Crystal healing with Phillip Barbita, $30. Call for details. March 21: A New Way of Living with Val Menchetti, 7:30 to 9:30 p.m., $10. March 29-April 6: Peter Close returns to Key West to give a one-day workshop on Mediumship and a half-day workshop on Flower Clairsentience. Call for details. Special Events at Unity of the Keys Church, 3424 Duck Ave., 296-5888: March 5: Jim Toves wil give a workshop on self-acceptance, a key to inspirational growth; 2 to 5 p.m.; love offering. March 6: A slide show: Soviet-American Peace Walk, by Gala Loring and Bill Strubbe; 8:15 p.m.; love offering. March 10: Workshop on conscious correct breathing and breathing/rebirthing as a spiritual aid; 7:15 p.m.; love offering. March 10: Presentation by Peter Calhoun, shaman and teacher; 7 to 9 p.m.; love offering. March 15: Awakening Hearts Celebration: multi-media slide show with nationally acclaimed photographer Mark Tucker, time to be announced; love offering. March 17: Unity St. Paddy's Day Party. March 26: Easter Sunrise Service at 6:00 a.m., White Street Beach. For Your Information • Unity of the Keys offers prosperity support group every Wedensday at 8:00 a.m., along with many other classes, workshops and special events. Call 296-5888 for details. • The Women's Resource Center on Truman Annex offers programs that support the community. Enjoy the morning meditations and stretch classes. Call Gazelle at 296-7924 or Midge at 296-4115. • Ongoing classes at Island Wellness, 530 Simonton, 296-7353, are: Mondays: 10:30 a.m. - Charles Karp Yoga; 12:15 p.m. - Stillpoint Relaxation; 5:30 p.m. ~ Stillpoint Relaxation; 7:00 p.m. -- Personal Growth, ongoing group with Bill Schlicht; 7:45 p.m.-Homoeopathic Study Group with Dr. R. Donald Papon. Tuesdays: 10:30 a.m. -- Yoga with Carol Anderson; 10:30 a.m. — Stress Free; 4 p.m. -- Reflexology; 5:30 p.m. - Stillpoint; 7 p.m. Yoga with Carol Christine. Wednesdays: 10:30 a.m. -- Yoga with Carol Anderson; 12:15 p.m. - Stillpoint; 5:30 p.m. -- Stillpoint; 6 p.m. — Jung discussion led by Roy Stone, Jr.; 7 p.m — Group Meditation; 8 p.m - Experience Hypnosis with Monica Geers. Thursdays: 10:30 a.m. -- Yoga with Carol Anderson; 10:30 a.m. - Reflexology; 12:15 p.m. ~ Stillpoint; 4:00 p.m. - Stress Free; 5:30 p.m. - Stillpoint; 7:00 p.m. - Affirmation. Fridays: 12:15 p.m. ~ Stillpoint; 5:30 p.m. — Stillpoint. Saturdays: 12:00 Noon - Meditation with Greg Strickland. Sundays: 7:30 p.m. - Church Services with Dr. R. Donald Papon. • Insideout Health Foods, 529 Southard, features the latest information on health and self awareness on their bulletin board. • Yoga taught by Ronnie Dubinski of the Yoga College, Harris School, corner of Southard and Margaret. Mon.-Fri. 8 a.m., 4:30 p.m. and 6 p.m.; Sat. 10 a.m.; Sun. 6 p.m. One hour classes. For information call 292-1854. • Homoeopathic Study Group on Monday evenings 7:45-9:30 by Dr. R. Donald Papon. Fee is $5. Call 296-7353 or 296-3574 for details, BR Page 48--March 1989-Solares Hill The Lottery and Education by Jerry Grapel I recently found myself waiting in a long line at a local convenience store. I generally reserve these moments to catch up on current events like Lady Di's marriage, Dolly Parton's weight, or the latest in three-headed babies. But on this particular occasion, my attention was grabbed by the cycloptic presence of a big, green-faced computer, hogging the energy from its perch behind the cash register, in close proximity to stacks of Hustler magazines and endless rows of cigarettes. At first I thought the store had stepped into the world of space age efficiency, minutely tracking the path of its inventory from truck to pantry, minimizing waste, maximizing profit. It didn't take long to realize my error. That sparkling monument to Japanese inventiveness was nothing less than the State of Florida's latest effort to further educate its masses. Behold! The lottery had arrived. I WAIL 99 FM With a Better Variety... TANGENT Sundays, 6-Noon LUNCH TIME GOLD Week Days, 11 a.m.-1 p.m. RICK DEES Saturdays, 6 a.m.-10 a.m. CASEY'S COUNTDOWN Sundays, 6 p.m.-10 p.m. DR. DEMENTO Sundays, 10 p.m.-Midnight POWER MIX CLUB Fridays, 10 p.m.-1 a.m. The Best New Music 1st... Less Repetition ... More Chances to Win ... The Southernmost Mega Station Arbitron Rated #1 Four Years in a Row I found this all a bit unsettling. Having finally paid for my ice cream, I hurried out the door, eager to leave the crass, neon world of the Florida State Lottery behind. Somehow, I felt repelled by this ultimate answer to our state's fiscal problems. State-run lotteries are nothing new in this world. Most of the countries I've traveled in have some kind of lottery, usually dispensed to the public by the old, weak or handicapped, selling their pieces of numbered papers inconspicuously. These lotteries are so old, having been handed down from forgotten dynasties, they have come to form an almost invisible part of the whole weave and fabric of these cultures. Contrast this with the State of Florida's — drum roll, please — Instant Millionaire Game! That sparkling monument to Japanese inventiveness was nothing less than Florida's latest effort to educate its masses. The second coming of the Son of God could hardly hit this state with more fanfare than our lottery. Obviously, the State of Florida has spent millions marketing this Edsel, with clever slogans, slick art work, neon-colored splendor, to television campaigns, in a bilingual effort to leave no stone unturned. From a distance, the Florida State Lottery Game looks more like the Matilda Bay Lottery Game. Let's get this straight: our government is actively inducing its citizenry into a form of behavior I consider somewhat less than positive. I hope I'm not taken for some kind of Khoumenian prude for having uttered such a Disneyesque thought. (Do they sell lottery tickets at Disneyworld?) I am well aware that human beings, being the humbly evolved creatures we are at this juncture in time, might find a certain degree of drama in various games of chance. I'm not above making a bet on the World Series. I can understand a game of poker or gin rummy among friends. Far be it from me to cast a leery eye at my mother's weekly game of mahjong. What I don't like is gambling as somebody's business, let alone the fact that our government is the focal point of it. Perhaps there are even more profitable sources of revenue for the State of Florida? How 'bout... The State of Florida's Moon Over Miami Brothel System (slogans, jingles, sexy flamingos ...) "Hold it!" you might say. "The lottery money goes toward education. It's a good cause." Education is a good cause, perhaps the most basic good cause in any complex society. However, we are making a fundamental mistake by believing good education can simply be bought. Education is something that must be valued, respected, and cherished in our minds. One has to feel it, want it, be motivated for it. It's much less a matter of money than we might be led to believe. An overcrowded classroom with 50 children wanting to learn, with a positive attitude as to what that classroom is for, will learn. Conversely, that same classroom, with 20 unmotivated students, with students more educated in the brain scrambling world of car stereos, will be a place of repeated intellectual failure. I don't pretend to have all the answers as to how to motivate people intellectually, but I know money is not the essential key to this dilemma. What's more, education can never be confined to only the classroom. None of us are immune to the influence of the culture of society we live in. When the State of Florida, in the name of education, induces people to accept lotteries as a normal part of their lives, it does a disservice to education. It lowers consciousness and keeps our intellects frozen in a banal plane. Funding education with a lottery is useless unless the participants view it more as a way to further education than as a way to win 5, 10, or a million dollars. I think it's relevant to point out that in all the state's efforts to promote its lottery, in all its art work, slogans, commercials, pastel colored, flamingoed logos and neon-lit hype, from Pensacola to Key West there is not the barest mention of the word education. This does not further the cause of education. Good education is more in our heads than our wallets. All of what I've just said above might sound a bit romantic and unpractical, the starry-eyed ramblings of a man who doesn't live with his two feet planted firmly on the ground. If that's how it sounds to you, I can get more "practical." Practicality, especially in our American culture, usually translates into dollars and cents. This ever more fervent devotion to dollars and cents can probably take some of the responsibility for whatever decline in education we've experienced in this country. But if it's money you want, I'll talk money. Is it necessary to commission an expensive market researcher to reach the Solares Hil l -March 1989-Page 49 conclusion that the most humble stratas of our society account for the most action in the lottery? I'm willing to bet (there I go, gambling) the lottery business in Liberty City is far more brisk than on Star Island or Bal Harbour. This means the extra revenue for education generated by the lottery is disproportionately paid for by low income people. In its harshest terms, it might even be thought of as an additional tax on poor people. That's a pretty good trick. Who needs good education when you can get away with that? I just got back from the convenience. store again. The line wasn't too long this time, but I still couldn't help but notice the glittering LOTTO computer sitting back there with the stacks of Hustlers and rows of cigarettes. Educationally speaking, that's just where it belongs. M Key West Preschool to Host Craft Fair The Key West Preschool Cooperative, Inc. will be sponsoring an Arts & Crafts Fair on March 25, from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at Bayview Park. Featured are handmade crafts, games, food and live music. Try your luck at the rafflcf Rain date will be April 1. The Key Wcst< Preschool Cooperative is new to Key West and a unique concept in preschools. It's an opportunity for parents to actively participate in their children's first structured learning experience. Parents workas assistants to a qualified teacher and help the children to explore the world around them mul build self-esteem. The school is opeii from 9:00 a.m. to 11:30 p.m. on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and is open lo children ages 2 to 5. The school is an 1 IRS certified non- profit organization. The funds raised from the craft fair will help buy books, playground equipment, nri supplies and other items mvded to keep the school going. If you would like more information about the craft fair or about the school, please call Brenda Freeman at 296-4097. "The niftiest casual clothes in the Keys . . . " THE MIAMI HERALD "A trendy shop . . . " TIME MAGAZINE "One of America's most exciting retail environments an absolute must for your visit." ENGLAND'S BBC TELEVISION Buck Freddies 500 Duval Street © Open 1 0 - 6 Seven Days • 294-2007 Page ^ l -March 1989-SoIares Hill MARCH CALENDAR 3/1-5 3/1-12 3/1-12 3/4-5, 9-11 3/15-4/9 If you have an event you with to include in she Calendar, please send your information to: Solares Hill, 930-CEaton St., Key West, Florida, 33040. STAGE Vampire Lesbians of Sodom, outrageous comedy, 8:30 p.m., Waterfront Playhouse, 294-5015. The Red Barn Theatre presents Pumpboys and Dinettes. Held over! Wednesday thru Sunday, 8 p.m., 296-9911. La Cage Aux Folles at Jan Me Art's Cabaret Theatre, 296-2120. Festival of the Continents presents Shadow in the Sun at the Strand Theatre. Call 296-5882. Some Things You Need to Know Before the World Ends (A Final Evening With the Illuminati) Wednesday through Sunday, 8:00 p.m. at The Red Bam Theatre, 296-9911. Mitchell Rose and Diane Epstein in an evening of dance, comedy and theater at the TWFAC, 294-6232. Pygmalion, 10 a.m. and 8 p.m. at TWFAC, 294-6232. Safe Sex, a play, at the Waterfront Playhouse, 8:30 pm., 294-5015. Munich Concertino at the Tennessee Williams Fine Arts Center, 5 p.m., 294-6232. African-American Dance Ensem- ble presents traditional West African tribal dance at TWFAC, 294-6232. Festival of the Continents presents Amigo, a Mexican pop artists group, 8 p.m. at Key West High School. Call 296-5882. Momix, a world leader in dance companies, at TWFAC, 294-6232. Miami's "Caddy Shack Four," Key West's "Everready Quartet" and "Miami Spice" will harmonize in Barbershop style at TWFAC at 8 p.m. Tickets are $8 and available beginning March 15 at Bargain Books, 1028 Truman Ave; Summerland Hardware, Summerland Key; Jen's Stop 'n' Shop Stores on Sugarloaf and Big Pine Keys; and at the TWFAC box office. ART 3/3-5/14 The Birds of John James Audubon and Dorothy Doughty at the Audubon House on Whitehead St. Jack Baron Paintings and Sculptures, The Circus, call Peggy McClain at 294-4958. Jim Salem in a one-man-show at East Martello Museum, 3501 S. Roosevelt Blvd., $3 adults; $1 children. Call Susan Olsen, 296-3913. EVENTS & FUNDRAISERS 3/3 Pieadillo Luncheon, Noon to 2 p.m. at The Parish Hall, St. Paul's Episcopal Church, Eaton and Bahama Sts., 296-5142. 3/15 3/17 3/22-4/2 3/24 3/25 3/25 3/31-4/1 4/8 3/4-11 3/7 3/3-4 3/4 3/4 3/4 3/4-5 3/6 3/7 3/11 3/11 3/18 3/18 3/18 3/19 3/25 Old Island Days House & Garden Tour, Five homes open to the public, 10 a.m. to 4 p.m. Call Bill Anderson, 294-9501. Outdoor Book Sale, 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. behind Monroe County Public Library, 700 Fleming St. 294-8488. Southernmost Runners Club, Smathers Beach, S. Roosevelt & Bertha. Time yourself. Debra Pansire, 296-6364,745-8116. Florida Keys Health Fair 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at Big Pine Key Methodist Church; 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at Glynn Archer Elementary School, 1302 White Street, Key West. 3rd Annual Key West Hi-Noon Lions Tennis Tournament, Call Iggy Carbonell and Pernell Larsen, 296-3029. Russian Slide Show from the Russian-American Peace Walks, presented by Gala Loring and Bill Strubbe, 8:15 p.m. at Unity of the Keys, 3424 Duck Ave. Love offerings will be accepted. Call 296-5888. Key West Garden Club "Floral Design" Eva Newhouse, 296-3440. Conch Shell Blowing Contest, Ocean Key House, 3 p.m. Call Bill Anderson, 294-9501. Flagging of the Old Island Armada, 5 p.m. sharp for the blessing of the Armada, Duval Street at the Gulf. Call Bill Anderson, 294-9501. Dining for the Arts. Dinner in private homes (fundraiser). Call Lynn Kaufelt at 294-5155. Key West St. Patrick's Day Bar Stroll. Approximately ten bars will participate in this Old Town stroll. Sketch designs for T-shirt contest being accepted now. $100 prize. Call Rick Dostal, 292-1961. Old Island Restoration Foundation's Annual Free "Members and New Members Only" Party, 6 p.m. in garden of Wrecker's Museum, 322 Duval, 294-9501 or 294-9502. Annual Architectural Trolley Tour of Key West sponsored by Friends of the Library, $20. 296-4411. Arts & Crafts Fair sponsored by Key West Preschool Cooperative, Inc. at Bayview Park from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. 3/6 COMMUNITY EVENTS City Commission Meeting, first and third Monday of each month, Key West City Hall, City Commission Chamber, 525 Angela St., 6 p.m. Always open the the public. Televised on Channel 5. 292-8200. HEALTH & FITNESS Adult Children of Alcoholics group is now meeting at Holy Innocents Church, 901 Flagler. Mondays at 7 p.m. and Thursdays at 8:30 p.m. For further information call 294-8912. AIDS Help needs three simple touchtone telephones to enable them to continue to answer calls when their phone computer shuts down. Volunteers also needed to support AIDS and' AJDS-relatcd clients. To donate call 296-6196. AIDS Help is seeking a friend with grant writing skills or prior experience. Call Ed Sccbol at 296-6196 or write to P.O. Box 4374, Key West, 33040. Personal and Professional one-on-one counseling available free of charge to qualified applicants by appointment. For information call AIDS HELP at 296-6196. COMMUNITY INTEREST Richie Barrett Emergency Fund. Monroe County employees, in conjunction with friends of Richard Barrett, have established a fund to help defray medical costs for this 12-year-old who is in critical condition after accidentally falling from a tree. Contributions should be made to "Richie Support Fund," c/o any Marine Bank in Monroe County. Call 743-7312. Guardianship of Monroe County, a new program, is looking for guardians to help disabled adults and elderly residents incapable of making decisions on their own. Volunteers must be residents of Florida, enjoy helping people and can commit about 4 hours a week. Call Elizabeth Covino, HRS at 292-6728, Betty Campbell at Florida Keys Memorial Hospital, 294-5531, or Liz Kem from Hospice, 294-8812. Small Business Counseling is now available the third Friday of each month at the Barnett Bank, Tavernier. Counselors are members of SCORE (Service Corp. of Retired Executives) a program of U.S. Small Business Administration. To make an appointment call 852-2661. For additional information call 536-5521. ALWAYS HAPPENING Mon, Friends of the Library Lecture Series, Key West Library. Call 294-8488 for info. Yoga Class, Coffee Mill Cultural Center, Key West. Call 296-9982. Tues. Sweet Adelines, Presbyterian Kirk of the Keys Church, Marathon, 7:30 PM. Old Island Harmony Barbershop Chorus, Old Stone Church, Key West. 7:30 PM. Wed. Pool & Dart Tournament, Big Pine Moose Lodge, Big Pine Key. 872-9313. Thurs. Preschool Story Hour, Key West Library, 9:30 AM, 294-8488. Key West Handprint Fashion Show Casa Marina, Key West, 12:30 PM. Afterschool Activities, Key West Library, 3:30 PM. 294-8488. Card & Game Night, Senior Citizens Center, Big Pine Key. 745-3698. Key West Handprint Fashion Show, Hukilau, Key West. 12:30 PM. Family Films and Crafts, Key West Library, 10:00 AM. 294-8488. Poetry & Jazz in the Garden at Cafe Exile. Glenna Moore reads her poetry at 9 p.m. every Sunday night with Phil Sampson on piano and Matsu on drums. Fabric Painting at Studio 37, 9 a.m. to 1 p.m., with instructor Carrie Disrud. Claudia Richard will conduct classes in German and French. Call 296-4795. Daily The Community Pool, 300 Catherine St., is open from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. The "Just Say No" Supper Club meets Mondays from 4-6 p.m. Call 292-8248. Fri. Sat. Sun. Mon thru Sat. Solares Hill-March 1989-Bftge 51 Sheriff Taps Investigators to Solve Big Pine Slayings by Frank Jacobson I heriff Allison DeFoor, whose plate has been filled with one crisis after another since he took office in January, has, according to sources, been beseiged by calls from Big Pine Key homeowners to get the killers of a young child and a 20-year-old woman. Both murders, horrible in the way they were done, are "sex-related" killings. DeFoor moved in early February to put his most experienced men on the case. Lt. Richard Conrady, senior man in the department with 31 1/2 years' service, will report to Maj. Rick Roth, in Marathon, another veteran investigator — both of them graduates of the FBI national academy — who will be in charge of the special task group. They will work closely with a select bunch of detectives in the Lower Keys as well as investigators from the state attorney's office. These murders have caused a sensation on Big Pine and scared the wits out of numerous women, young and old, who live in often scarcely populated sections of the large island. The assignment to solve them comes at a crucial period in Conrady's long career in law enforcement. "Frankly, I was about ready to take retirement," Conrady said. "I've been running the patrol division and been sort of in a semi-backwater since I got back from that damn accident. Now, I'm enthusiastic and ready to. get into the swing of a real tough investigation to put the icing on the cake before I retire." v^onrady stands about six-foot, two- inches tall and has the face of a tough club fighter ~ broken nose and a heavy, scarred brow in front of a receding hairline. Sometimes he acts slow and kind of puzzled when he talks, almost not very bright. The appearance belies the reality. He's one of the shrewdest interrogators on the force. Besides that, he has tracking instincts honed to a fine point by his hobby -- hunting wildlife in season with a bow and arrow. Much of the 54-year-old detective's activity in the sheriffs office was abruptly curtailed a couple of years ago when he and a partner were smashed headon. An oncoming driver fell asleep at the wheel of his car, careened across the centerline of US 27, north of Homestead, and at full speed plowed into Conrady's car. Two men were killed instantly in that smashup and Conrady was more a bag of broken bones than a human being. It took one year to recover from the injuries and he will walk with a limp for the rest of his life. His right foot is attached directly to his shin by a metal device; he lost all his ankle and some of his heel. "I've been given the job specifically of solving the sex murder of Lisa Sanders, the 20-year-old girl whose body was found on No Name Key," Conrady says. Is there a Lt. Richard Conrady has over 31 years of law enforcement experience. Photo by •iichsrd Watherwax. connection between that savagery and the killing of a four-year-old child, Patty Lanza? "I'm not saying now because we don't know. As I say, me and the other detectives are working on the Saunders case," Conrady says. "The investigation will lead us along, I think." In some other recent moves sparked by those deaths and an increasing rate of crime on Big Pine Key, the second largest key in the chain, DeFoor has said he'd set up a part-time volunteer force of police officers; he would "expand" the force of regular deputies, and much of this work would be headquartered at the new patrol station at Cudjoe Key. onrady is a native of Aliquippa, Pennsylvania, the same place that Mike Ditka (Chicago Bears) and Tony Dorsett (Dallas Cowboys) hail from — in the heart of the hills and industrial part of the state. He's from a large family and entered the Marine Corps in his late teens. At the end of the hitch in 1956, he landed in Key West as part of the contingent on the Naval Base. "Eddie Agin and I were on the fleet boxing team and that's where the nose came from," Conrady says. Agin fought briefly in Key West after he got out of the USMC and is now in business here. Conrady signed up with the sheriffs office in late 1958 when a pretty colorful bunch of "troopers," as Sheriff John M. Spottswood liked to call them, made up the county's elite force. With a population in the county about one-third of what it is today, and road traffic sparse all year long, the troops were relaxed. Deputies like John DePoo, famed for his irreverent, dry humor and talent in various dialects, occasionally caused minor disasters. Others "on the watch," as Spottswood liked to say, included Sidney Curry, Bobby Brown, Reace Thompson, Rene Raiole (who got into the CIA and never was heard from), Paul Stofer, Dario Garcia, Frankie Hernandez and many more. The budget, then, was around $350,000 per year. It's over $13 million today. Soon after he joined the sheriffs office, Conrady was given an insight into the gambling underworld of Key West when the department mounted a midnight raid on the city's dominant bolita counting house, that of Louis "Blackie" Fernandez. The gambling den was near the lighthouse on Whitehead and across the street from Justice of the Peace Roy Hamlin, a stalwart in law enforcement, it was said. The budget, then, was around $350,00 per year, it's over $13 million today. As the bedraggled gamblers emerged from the house, Conrady remembers, they could be heard mumbling to the sheriff who was standing near the paddy wagon, "Jeez, John, what'd we do to get this?" The law and the locals knew each other pretty well. Aulong with the local color were some serious times as Conrady progressed from traveling the highway to criminal investigations. "The late 1960s was kind of a turning point for crimes in this county," Conrady recalls. He and Roth worked and solved a $200,000 arson job at Coral Shores High School, arresting five teenage students who Page 52--March 1989--Solares Hill had a gripe about the administration. Three years ago, he was crabbing in a small boat, by himself, when he discovered the decomposed body of a man, stuck in the mangroves. It was later believed to have been the probation officer from Key West. The cause of death is still unknown. He tumbled onto a huge marijuana smuggling operation, a few years back, when his daughters told him about some strange daylight loadings at Cudjoe Key, on property owned by Joe Cates. Conrady and sheriffs men rolled into the property in their cars, a couple days later, just as a loaded truck was heading for the highway on the way to customers. Ten arrests were made and over $250,000 in trucks and vans were seized when they broke up the $5-million-a-year Solares Hill-March 198'9--l»gge operation, according to Conrady. J .n his career under five sheriffs -- Spottswood, Henry Haskins, Reace Thompson, Bobby Brown, Billy Freeman and DeFoor — Conrady worked almost every kind of case including the taking of hostages for which he went to another, of many, special schools. He's gone up to houses where violent armed men have taken hostages and, not being armed himself, he has "talked the men into laying down their weapons and coming out peacefully. That kind of duty is good for losing weight." The high point and the best duty he had, Conrady says with a smile, "was when I was personal guard and escort for President and Mrs. Harry Truman. I was very proud and humbled to be with them." In March 1960, President Truman sent Conrady a personal handwritten note from Washington telling him how they appreciated his work. The letter and a photo of Truman were handsomely framed as a Christmas gift by Conrady's wife. It hangs in his office. Behind his desk, in a brown paper grocery bag, is a file about three inches thick of commendations, letters, diplomas, certificates and so on, all covering Conrady and his tour as a cop in Monroe County. The betting in the sheriffs office — on the sly, of course — is that Conrady and Roth, and their detective force, will clear up the tragic murder cases at Big Pine and No Name, and maybe even a few other cases, m Sheriff Says Crime Wave Will Be Conquered by Budjacobson An a matter of a few months or so, lots of volunteer lawmen will be roaming the byways, highways, sideroads and back streets of the Florida Keys. Sheriff Allison DeFoor expects to field upwards of 2,000 "volunteer" police officers. Most of them will have the power to arrest, and will tote pistols in their belts. Their uniforms will be a little different from a regular deputy's, but the effect will be the same. What if an innocent person gets shot, or lands behind bars for a long time and is not prosecuted for a crime and eventually is released, and a civil rights lawyer steps in with a damage suit. Who carries the can? "I am personally, legally liable and have fiscal responsibility out of my own pocket," DeFoor said. Where does the county commission enter the picture? DeFoor smiled. He admitted there would be some "legal questions here." County attorney Randy Lucacer, the man who advises the board of county commissioners, said "there's no doubt the county would get into it and in the long run, they'd probably be the ones who pay the bill — meaning the taxpayers pay the bill." In a public relations release a month ago, DeFoor had outlined plans for a three-part "neighborhood policing program." He confirmed that all the men and women who involved themselves in it "would be unpaid volunteers" who would spend hundreds of hours in training and education, and who would operate "under the supervision" of a regular deputy. What he sees is a kind of posse comitas, a large force of law enforcement types who would be available for traffic control, disaster relief, wide-ranging surveillance, large sweeping searches for lawbreakers and escaped suspects, and so on. Though the call for the volunteer posse troops has not yet been sounded, DeFoor thinks there'll be hundreds who will be eager to help wipe out crime in the Keys. §j| Integrity. Reliability. Experience. GIGNA Auto • Life • Home 'Business THE PORTER-ALLEN COMPANY Key Largo 451-1980 Marathon 743-9008 Key West 294-2542 David W. Freeman, C.P.C.U William A Freeman, Jr. William A Freeman III, C.I.C. INSURANCE SINCE 1891 Sweet Sounds from the Chamber by Dr. Elwood Bear Although Key West has hosted some very good American chamber music soloists and ensembles, the 1988-89 season has brought a particularly impressive array of international artists, primarily from Hungary, Austria, Poland, Germany and Yugoslavia. These countries are proud of their string, woodwind, dance and keyboard virtuosi, and export them freely as ambassadors of culture. The Arcadia Trio, a European group, will perform at Casa Gato in late March, concluding an extraordinary five-concert Impromptu Series under the aegis of the Key West Council on the Arts. This trio, which made its United States debut in 1984, is comprised of two prize-winning Slavic string players and a German pianist. They favor works of the Romantic and post-Romantic periods which they feel have been either neglected or are very little known. Their readings have been highly acclaimed for their "uniquely transparent sounds and its intellectual yet passionate approach." The trio is comprised of two prize-winning Slavic string players and a German pianist. The Casa Gato Series, until recently, has been one of the best-kept secrets in Key West. Its 80 to 100 seasonal patrons have enjoyed some outstanding performances during the past 16 years. The council's current board of directors is now attempting to share these concerts with a broader-based audience by having these events professionally recorded and released for radio broadcast to the Keys community. WKRY-FM is cooperating in this effort. A limited edition is available on cassette to patrons of the council. (One does not have to be a season subscriber to the Casa Gato Series to purchase a cassette.) For information about the recordings contact: Key West Council on the Arts Recordings, P.O. Box 4114, Key West, FL 33041, or telephone 296-3910 or 296-2682. A small chamber orchestra, the Munich Concertino, will appear at the Tennessee Williams Fine Arts Center on Friday, March 24, at 5 p.m. This eight-member ensemble will offer a program of Schubert, W.A. Mozart, and Leopold Kohl. The players, musicians from the famed Bavarian Radio Orchestra, combine a pleasing array of strings and woodwinds. It may not be the Berlin Philharmonic, but one can be assured of a quality performance. For information call TWFAC at 294-6232. Ketj West's JapamBe Restaurant and Ninja Bar TASTEFUL, TRADITIONAL TEMPURA TERIVAKI /" SUSHI SASHIMI Sushi Bar Garden Dining Cocktail Lounge Dinner every night 6-11 p.m. Late Night Limited Menu 11p.m. - 12 a.m. Our Tatami rooms are perfect for your private parties. 921 Truman Ave. Kei( West 294-2995 The Festival of the Continents, in its final offering of the season, will be presenting La Zarzuela — a 100-member high-powered musical troupe from Spain. They will be at the Reach Resort on April 5 at 7 p.m. The costumes and fiery tempos should guarantee high-spirited entertain- merit. For information call 296-8865. Since the 14th century the monks of Tibet have been perfecting an amazing vocal technique ... One province we haven't heard from - nor did we expect to — is Tibet! The ancient land at the rooftop of the world has sent its singing lamas to the U.S. as part of an extensive tour. They will appear in Key West on Monday, March 13, 8 p.m. at the Waterfront Playhouse. Their presentation is called "Sacred Music, Sacred Dance." Since the 14th century the monks of Tibet have been practicing and perfecting an amazing vocal technique of chanting a chord of three different notes synchronously. These lamas are from the Drepung Loseling Monastery, which until the Chinese incursion into Tibet in the 1950s was the largest monastery in the world, housing from 8,000 to 10,000 monastic holy men. Nearly a thousand of these lamas and monks have relocated to southern India, and have re-established the monastery. Some of the musical instruments that counterpoint the chanting include the ten-foot-long horns (dung-chen), and the high-pitched trumpet (gya-ling), cymbals, hand bells and drums. Costumes and headdress add to the spectacle. Sponsored by the Tibet House, New York City, the performance promises to be the most unusual cultural event of the season for Key West. For information call 296-5713, or contact the Waterfront Playhouse at 294-5015.|H Rated 10 -10 -10 by Key West's Masked Gourmet and acclaimed by Travel Holiday Magazine Featuring fresh local seafood, our outstanding menu and attention to detail will Make It Something Special rtoe hwoueny Page S4--March 1989-Solares Hill Solares lilll Entertainment Key West Solares Hill-March 1989-Page 55 STEAKS & SEAFOOD A & B Lobster House 700 Front Angler's Seafood House 3618 N. Roosevelt Billle's 407 Front Bill's Key West Fish Market 2502 N. Roosevelt Black Angus 3824 N. Roosevelt Blvd. Capt. Bob's Shrimp Bock 2200 N. Roosevelt Crab Shack 908 Caroline Danny's Fish Market 627 Duval Emma's Seafare The Reach Half Shell Raw Bar Foot of Margaret Harbor Lights Garrison Bight Marina Hukllau 1990 N. Roosevelt Blvd. Islander Restaurant Front & Simonton Logun's Lobster House 1420 Simonton Mangrove Mama's MM20, Sugarloaf Key Martha's S. Roosevelt Blvd. (AIA) O'Brien's at the Wharr....2401 N. Roosevelt Blvd. Perry's Restaurant .....3800 N. Roosevelt Pete's Raw Bar (Pier House) 1 Duval Portslde Key West 431 Front Rusty Anchor 5th Ave. Stock Island Turtle Kraals Foot of Margaret Two Friends Patio Restaurant 512 Front St. SANDWiCH/DELI cafe Exile ., Duval at Angela Cayo Hueso 105 Whitehead Key West Picture Show Cafe 400 Front St. La Bodega ...829 Simonton Margaritavllle Cafe 500 Duvai Mr. Submarine 1800 N. Roosevelt Mickey's Dell 812 Caroline St. Owl Food Store 712 Caroline St Owl Food Store........ 906-A Kennedy Drive Paradise Cafe Simonton & Fleming Pier House Market 500 Front St. Th< Grocer ...1220 1/2 Slmonton EAT IT RAW HALF SHELL RAW BAR Serving the freshest fish, shrimp and lobster, direct from our Fish Market. TURTLE KRAALS HARBOR VIEW DINING LAND'S END VILLAGE 296-4008 Maryanne and George La Vance attempt perfection gracefully at Las Palmas, Frances at Southard. Photo by Richard Watherwax. LATE NIGHT Angelina's Pizza ('til 4 AM) 202 Duvai Billic's ('til midnitc) 407 Front Cafe Exile (All Nitc) Duval at Angela The Conch Kitchen Alyce's Alley Full Moon ('til 3 AM) 1202 Simontony Louie's Backyard ('til 1 AM) 700 WaddcII Margaritaville Cafe 500 Duval PT's Late Nite 900 Carolyn CONTINENTAL Billie's ....407 Front The Buttery 1208 Simonton Cafe at Louie's 700 Wadd«ll Dcdek's Fogarty House 227 Duval Dickie's , 320 Grinncll Foley Square ., 218 Duval Islander Restaurant Front & Simonton Margaritaville Cafe 500 Duvai Mira 600 Fleming Portslde Key West 431 Front The Quay 12 Duval Queen's Table (Santa Maria) 1401 Simonton CUBAN B's Restaurant 1500 Bertha Cuban Coffee Queen Cafe 512 Greene Dennis Pharmacy .1229 Simonton El Cacique 125 Duval £1 Miramar 914 Kennedy El Siboney 900 Catherine Jose's Cantina 800 White La Cubanita 601 Duval La Lechonera 3100 Flagler El Meson De Pepe 1215 Duval 808DUVAL. 296-5858 Open 6 days • Closed Mondays Lunch • Dinner • Carryout I HOME COOKING Camllle's 703 1/2 Duval Deli Restaurant Simonton & Truman Denny's ...,3810 N. Roosevelt Blvd. Duval St. Deli 211 Duval The Eatery Buffet Restaurant 1405 Duval Full Moon 1202 Simonton Granny's Kitchen 3214 Duck Margaritavllle Cafe 500 Duval Pepc's Cafe 806 Caroline Savannah.... 915 Duval Wag's Restaurant 3850 N. Roosevelt kEARLY NIGHT LATE NIGHT ALL NIGHT FOOD FUN FRIENDS 1202 Simonton Open11-4am ^Serving Lunch and Dinner Specials PIZZA Angelina's Pizza ('til 4 AM) 208 Duval Domino's Pizza 3218 Flagler & 922 Truman Little Nicoiena 628 Duval Pizza Hut 19X0 N. Roosevelt CRLOissauts Bakery & Cafe 816 Duval St. 294-2624 Sandwiches • Croissants French Bread • Pastries Open every day but Wednesday 7:30 a.m.-6:00 p.m. ORIENTAL Polynesian & Pacific Cuisine Oriental Steak & Seafood THE KEYS MOST FAMOUS HAPPY HOURS J1990 N. Roosevelt Blvd 294-2188 Amy's Filipino Cuisine Key Lime Square Benihana S. Roosevelt Blvd (AIA) Bubba's Beijing The Reach China Garden West 3324 N. Roosevelt Blvd. Dim Sum

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