Key West, FL
My first visit to Key West was in January 1997. I had a business conference there beginning on a Tuesday so, having heard it was a Mecca for ‘nature’s bachelors’ (it was a Village People song, after all), I decided to take a long weekend before the conference and explore.
Two friends in Ann Arbor, knowing me to be 40ish, professional, and pretty conservative in my habits, recommended I stay at Big Ruby’s Guest House. They said it was nice, not too young, and social, but not sleazy. (There really isn’t a synonym for ‘sleazy’ that doesn’t sound pejorative; is there?)
The day of my arrival was the first time I laid eyes upon the man who would become Harper’s Other Dad. For the record, his recollection is that I laid more than my eyes upon him that day but I know for a fact I waited a respectable, some might say prudish, 48 hours before I was willing to share my favors with a, theretofore, total stranger. The rest, as they say, is history.
The trip to Key West was an annual event for several years. This photo was taken a year or two later in Camille’s restaurant, home, they claim, of the both the best Key Lime Pie and the best Crab Cake Benedict on the island. For KW aficionados, this was when Camille’s was on Duval Street before they moved to Simonton.