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There is a different post today at goodmorningkeywest.com, which you should be able to reach by clicking on this link: If anyone has good cause to oppose Key West’s so-called channel-widening study referendum, let them speak now, or forever hold their peace
Mark Howell, Editor of Solares Hill weekly magazine in each Sunday’s Key West Citizen, replied to yesterday’s As for my leaving Little Torch Key and moving to Key West … post at goodmorningfloridakeys.com:
You must keep Miss Kitty with you, whatever it takes.
I wrote back:
I’m getting the feeling we got hitched, for better and for worse, till death do us part.
Nashville J wrote:
Sorry that you are having a hard time finding a place to live in KW that will take you and Miss Kitty! I know that you would much prefer to stay in your trailer, on your property in Little Torch but one does what one has to do. I know you both would prefer the peace and quite of your current situation and being able to be alone when you desire. I pray that a good situation presents itself for both of you.
Wishing you strength and wisdom during the whole selling, moving, finding process!
p.s. The mayor and commission as well as the school board, cruise ship endorsers, homeless haters and such should all get together and pay you a yearly stipen to stay in Little Torch. With YOU and Miss Kitty both in Key West – the CATS will definitely be amongst the pigeons!
I wrote back:
Hi, J -
No doubt, Miss Kitty would prefer to stay here in the woods. I suppose I feel the same. It would be easier for me here, if I had a lady to keep me interested in waking up each morning. But that would apply in Key West, too, and anywhere else. Can’t imagine any woman coping with what the angels dump on me, much less what the angels would dump on her, too, based on what the angels did to the women I was with going back to the late 1980s.
Otherwise, it don’t seem to matter where I am, as far as the pigeons seem to be concerned. I imagine they’d be a lot happier if I was in Siberia or Mongolia or Tasmania.
Took pictures of Miss Kitty with my cell phone today, and will try to get them into a post tomorrow.
Peggy Butler, formerly of Key West, wrote:
Subject: a thought for the day (from Wordsmith.org
Destroying species is like tearing pages out of an unread book, written in a language humans hardly know how to read, about the place where they live. -Holmes Rolston III, professor of philosophy (b. 1932)
After I read of your dilemma of moving to Key West and having to give up (or having put down) Miss Kitty, or not moving back there at all, I clicked on my word a day from Wordsmith.org, and at the end of it, found this thought for the day. I was taken aback about the “destroying species” thought, so maybe you need to continue to search for a place where Miss Kitty can be a part of the move.
I no longer have pets, but one of my daughters and her husband have three dogs and are down to one cat from several over the years. All their pets are loved and ‘human’ to all of us who know them. They ask nothing except a treat now and then, but give much love and devotion to everyone in the family and extended family.
Living in Key West if you have the means for a place of your own is wonderful, but on the other hand, when you have to give up so much, sacrifice so much in order to live on the island it’s a different story, especially if what you have to give up is a being you love and who loves you, as well. From reading your words about Miss Kitty so often, I know she is too important for you to give up just to live where you believe you want to live.
Just a thought,
I wrote back:
Hi, Peggy -
Thanks. I don’t want to live in Key West. I don’t want to live on this planet, but that’s a different matter entirely. The angels who run me say they want me in Key West. They want Miss Kitty with me, apparently. So, the angels have to work that out, since I have no clue how to work it out. Or, maybe they have something else up their sleeves, if they have sleeves. I just love being used as a demonstration of their extreme living sitcom.
I don’t envy you!
I wrote back:
I imagine anyone who envies me is certifiably insane.
In a nap dream this afternoon, a car full of women passed by me at the entrance to the Birmingham Country Club, where I spent a lot of my youth, misspent or not. The woman sitting in the front right passenger seat said, “We don’t like you, Sloan.”
The BCC is upscale, hard to get into, unless you are born into it. I awoke, figuring the dream was about money, among other things.
I also awoke, wondering, and still I’m wondering, what I did in the past, or am doing now, to earn that condemnation? Can’t say I’m looking forward to finding out, but I have no doubt that it will be shown to me sooner probably than later.
My dreams last night left me ruminating on email back and forth with a woman who reminded me just yesterday that she met me in Sippin’ Internet Cafe in Key West maybe five years ago. We have had a lot of email back and forth over the years since then, and I have found myself wondering from time to time over the past year, and more so lately, if the angels might be trying to nudge us closer together?
Dreams last night left me wondering if the angels might be willing to leave her alone, if we are closer together.
Dreams last night also left me feeling that I need to adjust my course with her on something we have been discussing; she has made a good point about a very difficult situation. And, there is something else I need to address differently, which I will be able to help her with after the closing on my place this Friday.
I’m being deliberately vague for what should be obvious reasons.
My sense is, this is what the woman in the car going into the Birmingham County Club meant, when she told me she and the other women did not like me.
I wish the angels would go about instructing me differently; I’m actually quite easy for them to aim and steer, when I know what it is they want me to do.
Otherwise, I’m pretty much a dunce.