Hemingway Daze
My father taught me to be a Hemingway long before he began to look like Hemingway. Inspired by his books, I’ve run with the bulls in Pamplona (twice) and wandered around the streets of the left bank looking for literary inspiration. Closer to home, I’ve been going down to Key West for Hemingway Days for well over a decade, since before Sloppy Joe’s had air conditioning. My father, George Burley, won the the Hemingway Lookalike contest in 1992, since then he has been on the panel of judges. Of course I think my father is the most handsome of all the lookalikes – here he is with Bob Anderson Papa ‘90:
Imagine wearing those heavy sweaters in Key West in July.
Each year over 150 men vie for the title. Here’s a view of the judges table:
Here’s Jeanne with Papa ‘92:
Walking around town with 150 or so men who look like my father, drives one to drink…We love to hang out at the Green Parrot, or The Bull with bartender Debbie, especially when Yankee Jack is NOT playing, and at Captain Tony’s.
My friends and I always stay at the same B&B where all the former look alike winners/judges stay, the beautiful, historic, and conveniently located Cypress House. Happy hours and breakfasts with Hemingways every way you look. Good times.
Happy Birthday, Hemingway.
Happy Birthday, Papa.
