It’s common truth that every person when he is exposed to something new tries to bring in his own experience to make sense the new situation he is into. The same happened to me when I stepped into Hemingway’s home in Key West (the island at the far end of the USA and 90 miles from Cuba). To say the truth, I didn’t expect that this house will stir some details of my own personal memories. I remembered the day that my mother bought – from her cousin, a salesman in a publishing company in Greece – all the series of Hemingway’s books which were leather-bound in red colour with gold letters on the books’ spine and cover. That time, I was around 16 years old and I had a vivid memory of my mother lying in her bed and reading one of the book of the series, “For Whom the Bell Tolls”. Our conversation was about the translation, I believed then that the cause I didn’t enjoy reading this particular title was the translation but my mother had a different opinion and for sure experience, she was avid reader and she was taking great pleasure by reading it. This title among others – “Death in the Afternoon”, “Winner Take Nothing”, “To have and Have Not” – had been written in this house. Hemingway with his second wife Pauline have resided for 9 years in this house and he wrote the 70% of all his work. This impressive Hemingway’s estate is supposed to be the largest house in town comparing to the relative small houses in Key West.
Hemingway’s House from outside, at Whitehead Street.
The stair at the front entrance leads to the bedrooms upstairs.
One of his magnificent balconies.
One of the descendant of Hemingway’s cats. Ernest Hemingway was given a white six-toed cat by a ship’s captain and some of the cats who live on the museum grounds are descendants of that original cat,
Kitchen as it was in Hemingway’s time there.
One of his living room. Hemingway was avid collector of Spanish furniture of 17th & 18th century.
Hemingway’s studio where he was working everyday from 9-12 pm.
His typewriter. “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed” Hemingway.
One of the corner of his studio. Above his armchair and below his desk.
His third wife Marthe Cellhorn (Cuba years) Hemingway’s books
The first wife Hadley Richardson (The Paris year) and his second wife Pauline Pfeiffer (Key West Years).
Whitehead street and below is the old lighthouse as a view from Hemingway’s house.
Below one of the small house in Hemingway’s neighborhood.
Visiting Hemingway’s house in Key West was one my finest days in this beautiful island. I had the impression that it’s the Cuban influence that gives such a vibrant colour not only to this American island but to the whole area including Miami.
The website of the house is http://www.hemingwayhome.com/.
“Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.”
― Ernest Hemingway,