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December 9, 2020

JFK’s love…

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:03 am

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Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the golden sun dawning, still, serene, frigid, frosty, folioing, festive, fabulous island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on a cold, beautifully blue sun rising Wednesday morning, The Ninth Day of December, 2020, again, broadcasting LIVE from our humble, simple ‘global’ headquarters here on famous Ocean Street, in Historic Hyannis.

Indeed, our 35th U.S. President, the beloved John F. Kennedy’s rock/fountain/park (with an ocean view), sits a mere football toss from the key board currently in use, it’s also a big Canadian goose hang out as one meanders up the slight hill to marvel at the big, fat, solid, stone structure, emanating power, complete with that presidential seal on one side, and by the remarkable fountain gushing in summer months on the other, with a ring of granite benches surrounding said fountain. When one takes a break from the madness for a moment, admiring a golden plaque in the image of Jack Kennedy’s face, it may remind some of US his words written in granite surrounding this mystical, magical, magnificent watery muse, reading in part;

“…I believe that a ship should sail, not lie still in the harbor.”

He also said these well known words;

…especially his love for Hyannis Port:

“I don’t know why it is that all of us are so committed to the sea.  I think it’s because in addition to the fact that the sea changes, and the light changes, and ships change, it’s because we all came from the sea.  And it is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins that exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean.  And when we go back to the sea–whether it is to sail it, or to watch it–we are going back from whence we came.”

This is a must SEA memorial that draws visitors from around the world, yes, famous for this and another must SEA, remarkable Kalmus Beach, only another football toss away, where one can remember the fact we are still human, still free, ’twas always thus, and always thus shall be.  Casting off this wicked spell and run across the timeless sands, joyfully breathing in crisp salty air, clearing mind, renewing soul;  winds always a whippin’ when there’s a storm at foot, thus, a five stat kite surfing/wind surfing haven, drawing international as well as local talent, flying on ever changing waters,

lifting up to the stars…

Isn’t that what it’s all about?

AHOY!

The days of the fabled Kennedy Camelot have long gone by, yet live on in the imaginations of millions. When biking alone before the world wakes, zooming past gorgeous classic Cape homes, rolling up and down steep and gentle hills, speaking with ghosts who live on in long shadows of ancient Beech trees lining said  empty, quiet, winter country roads, challenging one to look beyond the black mirror of our ‘time’ (TV).  And finally SEA beyond what the physical eyes reflect back, that very small spectrum of visible light, propelling one to expose raw tyranny.

“We are not here to curse the darkness, but to ight a candle that can guide us through the darkness to a safe and sure future.”

~JFK

“We understand the word small Arthur, we also understand that you are very drunk, why don’t you go home and sober up, you’ll make a fine adult someday.”

“That’s easy for you to say! You haven’t got 50 pairs of shorts hanging in your closet!”

(credit: The classic feel good movie of 1981 “Arthur”, starring the late, great Dudley Moore, Liza Minnelli and the Eternal Englishman, Sir John Gielgud!).

Cheers!

PRESERVE THE WILDERNESS! Peace~M

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