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Sunday, November 23, 2014

A TALE OF TWO HOUSES


    




Image result for image harry troeger cabin miami Today I am writing about two unique Miami houses that deserve to be enjoyed by future generations.Palmetto Bay's Harry Troeger built his simple cabin himself in 1949.  He lived there with no electricity, car, or running water.   He was happy enough with his movie theater doorman job, poetry books and Buddhist faith.    Fifty years later, after a neighborhood grew up around him, the county threatened to tear down his house deeming it "unsafe".   It didn't seem right for a person to live without electricity or a lawn mower.   Good people like Katie Sorensen and Thorn Grafton stepped in and were able to get Harry a reprieve.  He died there, at 92, in 2008.  A developer bought the property at a tax auction last July for $77,000 and announced plans to replace it with a MacMansion.     This made Harry's friends furious and they filed an appeal preserve it.  It was scheduled to be heard before the county's Historic Preservation Board on December 2. This had little effect on the laughing developer.Last Thursday he sent his demolition crew to Palmetto Bay.  Hours later Harry's historic hand-built house was reduced to rubble. .     

                              Rich man, poor man, both should be remembered.  That goes for their magnificent creations as well.


     December's hearing will now decide if the developer will be penalized for not following the preservation board's instructions.

     In a better world Harry's house would have been preserved. The county government and the City of Palmetto Bay would not have dropped the ball.  Future generations would be able to visit the Troeger Meditation Garden and marvel at how a simple man once lived. 
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     A few miles north, the good people of Coconut Grove are fighting a similar battle. They hope to preserve this pristine residence built in the 1920's.  Set on two spacious lots, the original owners could have owned the chain of theaters that Harry worked for.




  Harry's house is headed for Mount Trashmore but you can help us keep this 90-year-old treasure, an example of what we love about Coconut Grove.  Do we really need the two MacMansions slated to replace it?  This beauty is located in the South Grove,  3529 St. Gaudens Rd.

        

 Help preserve the historic 1920 home.
Help preserve what we love about Coconut Grove.

   Come to a hearing with the Historic Preservation Board at 3pm, December 2, at Miami City Hall.  We need people who care about their community.  You can work for a better future by preserving our past at that important gathering.

         For more information go to savethegrove.com
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Saturday, November 22, 2014

JOHN WATERS NO FAN OF HONEY BOO BOO

   We had a great time at the Miami Book Fair today. Filmmaker John Waters told us about his  hilarious cross country hitch-hike last year (promoting the resulting book, "Carsick"). 
   Answering questions he said he felt bad for Honey Boo Boo, "She's our generation's Shirley Temple".  
    He avoids reality shows,  "They're stupid and completely scripted. There's nothing real about them. 
The producers are making tons of money and the people who watch are wasting their time."

    He suggested that we watch TV less and hitchhike more, "It's green and great fun. You never know who is going to pick you up!".

    Dr. Cornel West was as serious as Waters was silly.  The provocative scholar used his latest book, "Black Prophetic Fire", to deliver a fiery sermon on the long history of racial injustice in our country. The 600 people in the room gave him a standing ovation.

    Tomorrow is the last day of our annual literary festival.  It closes with Monty Python's John Cleese on state.  He's on his "Come See Me Before I Die" book tour and we'll be there to see him.
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Thursday, November 20, 2014

MARK RENO, OFF ON ANOTHER ADVENTURE


    Mark Wood Reno was The Adventurer of an adventurous family.
His parents, Jane and Henry Reno, came to Miami in the roaring twenties. They saw the awesome destruction of the great hurricanes of 1926, the 1928, and 1935 and still chose Florida. They both became reporters and raised four children out at the west end of North Kendall Drive when it was pine and palmetto and cow pasture
   No flowers. Instead, he would appreciate donations to the Florida Wildlife Corridor which is working to create a corridor of Florida working ranches and wilderness from the Okefenokee to the Everglades. That was the world Mark loved. Donations can also be made via check to: Florida Wildlife Corridor PO Box 1802 Tampa FL 33601. Or online at https://donatenow.networkforgood.org/floridawildlifecorridor 
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Monday, November 17, 2014

BURNING WOMAN

       Nevada may have its Burning Man but Miami isn't far behind. 




 In 2012 I lit up a Burning Mango,

and last fall, Dave Villano put a torch to his own "Burning Guy".  Of course, the women at the annual seaside retreat complained ("Why is it that a man gets all the attention?") so Dave began assembling sticks into a huge, handsome, female.

       Last Saturday night he presented "Burning Woman" at our annual primitive gathering in the woods of Key Biscayne.  It was another wonderful bohemian affair which featured thirty friends,






a pathway leading to the Atlantic ocean where,










four sea cows were lazily grazing in the grass off shore.





Hiking a half-mile can build up a big appetite so,we sat down for an exotic pot-luck dinner,



followed by Francesca leading a sing-a-long. 
Cole Porter's "Don't Fence Me" was a big hit as was Radiohead's "Creep".

Finally, Dave announced it was "torch time". After a rousing speech, the big girl was set on fire.










 All were amazed.


Sunday morning we enjoyed a fantastic acrobatic scooter show.  These two were able to scoot in circles clockwise and counter clockwise!




The other kids were impressed...but what was most impressive was Sunday's first performance, almost as good as Dave's,




                          "Burning Sun"



      I hope your Sunday morning was just as spectacular.   

     Getting primitive in the woods is great fun.  Grab some friends and try it next weekend.

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Thursday, November 13, 2014

GIVING AWAY OUR PARKS

     What does Coconut Grove need more, another restaurant or an art/community center?   Our city fathers are voting "food!" as they prepare to give away another piece of Peacock Park. 
     Using the usual the lame excuse, "We lack the funds for park improvements", the City of Miami is planning to sign a lease with their buddies, the Grove Bay developers, a 25-year deal to put a restaurant in the Grove's central park.
     It would take over the east half of the Glass House, their plans rendered here,
    


      It is a pretty picture but what if we want something else ten years from now?  The developers will control it for the next quarter century.   
  What about a smaller cafe or a shorter lease?   
     Why not make the space a community/art  center?  The City's parks department does nearly nothing for the kids of Coconut Grove.  Wouldn't it be great to keep the entire the Glass House for youth programs, art classes, and samba lessons? 
There are two restaurants across the street.

     If you take notice of the bronze plaque on the north facing wall, you see that the building was dedicated to be community center in 1968. 
  Housing a future upscale restaurant is not mentioned.

     The big question is this 200-seat eatery best use for this public space?   The City of Miami Commission will make a decision at their November 20th meeting, a week from today.   
If you do not agree with their plans, voice your opposition now.

    
The City did the same thing a year ago.  It gave away the southwest corner of Peacock Park to the adjacent private school.  The school has surrounded their new soccer and basketball courts with a ten-foot fence. The gates are usually locked.  They were at 4:30 today.  The only kids inside using this facility were the private school students.



       


 Miami has so little park space now.  Why don't we acquire more of it rather that give what we have to private schools and businesses?
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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

HONORING OUR VETS

     Today the Miami Herald had a list of South Florida's Veterans Day events.  There weren't many; Coral Gables was going to have a ceremony honoring their three WW II vets and the Beach had a parade scheduled.
   I felt bad that my town, the City of Miami, wasn't on the list.  Today should be more than sun and fun.
Then I heard the rat-a-tat-tat of snare drums.

    I jumped on my bike and followed them north to Grand Avenue. The West Grove veterans association was having its own mini-parade. Smaller than a small town parade, it took five minutes to pass by.  
                 It consisted of a police honor guard,  

 










Two guys on horses,
 


sixteen West Grove vets, 






Six motorcyclists from Perrine,

 

 


The Richmond Heights Middle School Marching Band,





and three servicemen waving from an old fire truck.
 
      
    Its nice that some people cared enough "thanks" with their special smaller than a small town parade.
       Enjoy this beautiful South Florida day.
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Sunday, November 9, 2014

LAST DAY OF THE RAMBLE

     The 57th annual Fairchild Gardens ramble concludes today. Come join the fun from 9:30 to 4:30.   
    Here are a few shots from yesterday...

Dylan and Natalia's booth just before the crowds descended.

In the distance we could hear a calliope playing.

 





This kid got a front row seat.


 


George Mira and his son, Jason, were busy preparing their famous conch fritters.


  




  











  



She was motionless, staring out at

 
 a cannonball tree in bloom.

   Unfortunately, we had to leave Pi at home (Fairchild doesn't allow dogs, even small brown, cute ones).  She was happy enough under the dining room table getting lost in a tub of yogurt.

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We'll be rambling again today.
 We hope to see you there.
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