Happy birthday, Captain, wherever you are.
And wherever you are, we hope that you are celebrating in your usual style, with friends gathered around.
Editors note:
Captain Outrageous would have turned 70 today were he alive. He's been on my mind for the past week, and I wish he was still here. I miss him, his wit, his broad interests (double entendre intended), and the interesting conversations we had, especially during the last two years of his life.
There really ought to be more of a memory of his life and his talent here, in this place that he called home for so many years.
Take some time and browse through the virtual memories on his various web sites. They can be accessed via the links on this page.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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I know where Captain Outrageous is... He is here with us, but he can only communicate with us if we can speak and hear in spiritual symbology. I have had a great relationship with him since his death. It is subtly, yet, undeniably him.
All those memories. and all this future. He can speak to us now the same way he spoke then. We sit side by side and look at the same thing and know exactly what the other is thinking... Laughing at the same things.
He was on my mind intensely around his birthday too. Everyone who knew him probably heard from him in someway. Our thoughts about him are him talking to us.
I love him broadly as I was part of his broad vision. Not the last, but one glimse, one glimmer of colorful sympatico. Side by side at a bar, hearing the beauty of the story of key west flowing from his soul as we digested food and drinks and other stories.
Miss you all... and old lady O from the northern fringe
When your time is up, all you leave behind is your reputation. Hope everyone has a good one when they depart. Apparently the captain did. Great blog.
I'd been gone from Key West about 10 years when I returned for a visit, about 7 months prior to Norman passing on. It was great to visit with him, to catch up and to take a poster he'd created of the Caroline Street gallery, which he graciously signed. I remember the ole Cap from the days when he lived behind Breakfast Anytime, Barry Arkin's place on (where) Truman, I think. Such memories.
James Zambroski/Tampa
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