Working on Christmas cards.
There is a distinct set of locals living out on the hook in Key West, and it isn’t hard to pick out their dinghies at the dock.
Every time we spend time in the States I get the distinct feeling that children have fallen down to some sort of third-class citizens, while dogs have been elevated and personified to such a degree that it didn’t surprise me one bit to see them listed first.
Hard to come to Key West and not stop in for a pic here.
The Holiday Parade was touted by our local friends here as “The Candy Parade.” Who wouldn’t be excited about that?
We got there early, staked out a spot across the street from a bar with a very public restroom, and waited for the festivities to kick off.
It was worse than Halloween. We had to institute a candy buyback program in order to get this under control.
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Candy buy back program…after my eight year old niece collects her candy on Halloween, she chooses a set amount of her favourites to put aside for herself. In the middle of the night the “switch witch” comes and exchanges the candy she didn’t choose to keep, with a book or toy. Everyone is happy! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all!
capturing the excitement and wonderment on digital media is part skill and mostly art….good stuff. Good parents! Well done! Blessings,
Merry Christmas
The Grinch! Your niece still LOVES the Grinch.
Love this post, guys!!! Merry Christmas!!!
Best wishes to you all from Scotland – and safe travels in 2019!
Daphne
So glad you have let your kids be kids. They will be so well adjusted as adults.
Bums….Oh boy do we know the B&W “Liquors” across from where you camped out for the parade! Now known as “Don’s Place” 1000 Truman Ave @ Grinnell St.
It was “Che-Che’s” bar and package store, owned by my wife’s grandfather, father, and brothers. They owned it from post prohibition 1930s to 1998 when it was sold as the “Million Dollar Bar” to the two Dons. Che-Che was the one-armed owner and bar-keep. He lost his arm rebuilding the bridges after the great hurricane. His image and mural is still on the wall in the back of the bar. Family story is that he had the first liquor license in Monroe county after prohibition. My father-in-law went to school and swam with the Hemingway boys in the pool. (He turned down a $6,000 offer to buy Sloppy Joe’s! Duval St was dead back then.) Lots of relatives buried in the KW cemetery. Like a lot of Conchs, they came from Spanish Wells in the Bahamas. Family names of Park, Lowe, Pinder, Munro, Roberts – all great Conch and family friends.