Okay, I’m back, like I promised. And as you would expect, with a big fish story.
But it isn’t my fish. It’s Santiago’s fish, or at least his fish story. After two weeks in Florida sinking in the sand, buffeting my body at seafood buffets and eating breakfast with Mickey and so on and so forth, I brought back two items for you.
Of all the fish stories out there, one I can relate to Ernest Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea. It’s the story of an unlucky old fisherman, going days without catching anything and then landing the fish of a lifetime. . . almost. As with me, the big one got away in the end.
If you want to know more, read the book. But no more suspense. Here’s what I brought you: A photo from the Magic Kingdom of the actual typewriter that Hemingway wrote the story on the very year I was born. Yes, it is an old story. And yes, I’m sure it’s authentic. Goofy told me it was.
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I’ll share the second item tomorrow after leaving you with a little teaser about it today:
Question: What does the carpet at the Magic Kingdom have in common with the deer woods in Union Parish? Stay tuned…