tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21825814.post114908473704014850..comments2023-09-30T04:12:28.281-07:00Comments on Finding Fair Hope: Police MattersMary Loishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01515655542270431289noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21825814.post-9040989392807954892008-08-04T22:16:00.000-07:002008-08-04T22:16:00.000-07:00This was my birthday there Gemini.As USA teacher i...This was my birthday there Gemini.<BR/>As USA teacher in early 70's , I found Mary Jane in the old fashioned AC cooling tower atop the Saenger theater in Mobile....<BR/>students , for the shame of it all,<BR/>were found out, but not by me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21825814.post-1149141436468651012006-05-31T22:57:00.000-07:002006-05-31T22:57:00.000-07:00Hej ff,Time to return to my comfortable, but inter...Hej ff,<BR/><BR/>Time to return to my comfortable, but interesting place, in the cool shade of the “Butterfly Tree”. The piece on the police, certainly struck some chords. My dad was the chief of police in the small southern town of Coral Springs, Florida. There is an interesting set of corollaries of oppositions between Fairhope and Coral Springs. Both towns were artificial creations. Fairhope created by a group of idealists and, separated by a generation, Coral Springs was created by the Westinghouse Corporation in the early 60’s. One was created to demonstrate the benefits of a human commitment to social progress and communal living and the other to showcase and market the living benefits of corporate technological innovations. Both ended up with police chiefs being forced to leave town; one, for “a garden full of marijuana” and the other for his philandering ways with the women. <BR/><BR/>Makes wonder if there is some blogger in Coral Springs writing a book “When We Had Lights”.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com