I'm coming across old photographs that evoke some really good memories. In 1960 I went to a jazz festival in Evansville, Indiana, and just across the aisle from our seats was the Dave Brubeck Quartet. I didn't catch Dave's picture, but I got Joe Morello, the drummer, and Eugene Wright, the base player. Also appearing at the festival were Dinah Washington, Benny Goodman, and Cannonball Adderly, but it was Dave's quartet that I remember so well.
I loved the jazz from the late 50's/early 60's, before every instrument was electrified and amplified to the point of bursting eardrums, and became too influenced by rock & roll for my taste.
In summer of 1959, when I was 18 years old, I went to Miami Beach. The only photo I took was certainly not even good photography, and is a shot taken from our hotel balcony during a storm, and shows the palm trees waving in the wind. Our hotel was right on the Atlantic Ocean. I vacationed with 3 girls in my carpool. All they wanted to do for the entire day was to work on their suntans. I've always hated being in direct sun, especially the strong Florida sun, so I never stayed on the beach for very long. I remember wandering around Miami Beach by myself quite a lot.
I had hoped to catch a flight to Havana and spend a weekend in Cuba, but since it was the one-year anniversary of the revolution, some guys from our hotel who had just come from Havana told me not to go - everything was in turmoil. When I've looked back on it over the years, it was the stupidest decision I ever made - to be talked out of that trip to Cuba, and I've always regretted it. Now that it might be possible to go, I don't know if I would want to do it alone and I certainly don't know of anyone who would go with me. I would love to go while Fidel still lives - I have always admired him and his overthrow of the brutal dictator (who was backed by the U.S. by the way). At least now all Cubans are entitled to health care, education, etc. I am sure the so-called "lower class" is much better off.
I probably shouldn't publish the above paragraph, but what the hell! I'm 75 yrs old and I will do and say what I want, which I've mostly done all my life but using a little more discretion because of my job. I'm retired now and I say I don't give a crap!
You can see the power of a photograph, even one that isn't all that well set up. The palm trees, ocean, and beach is the only picture I took during my entire trip! My Mother always insisted that a photo should have someone in it - not just scenery. I'm sure it was because film and developing cost money, and those who lived through the Depression were very conscious of avoiding waste.
Parting With Memories:
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