The Washington times., 1936-01-21
One Meets
In Miami
Bv KIRK MILLER
Cao,,4o T1Iitoa.


21.-Miami is now what you
might call steamed up"
That is to say, the season is
on full blast.
From mid-January until
March the metropolitan area
of Miami is easily the melting
pot of America-no pun in
tended.
But if you insist on taking it
that way, some of the night
clubs are hotter than the sands
at high noon.
The newspapers and civic club
luncheon speakers love to refer
to "the metropolitan area OF
Miami"
1t sounds big; it implies the
town has outgrown itself; it fur
nishes the phrase they have been
reaching for down here for some
years to express what the moving
picture people do by the words,
colossal, stupendous, amazing"
and gigantic"
Watch World Go By
e I was thinking the other day
that you don't have to stand at
42d Street and Broadway any
longer to see the world go by.
nor at Seventh Avenue and Fiji
tieth Street either.
- If you stroll through Flagler
Street, with it's department stores,
chain drug houses, and los, and
novelty shops, you'll jISt about
encounter all forms Of humanity
from horse-tip sellers to aStrolo-
Eists, including a lot Of your
neighbors you seldom see at home.
There is one Washingtonian I
grew up with. Guy King, who I
never see in the Capital. We seem
invariably to meet once year in
Miami.
. The lovely June O'Day, wife of
Mr.. Lefty" Gomez, held out a
slender and well-tended hand, at
one of those hole-in-the-wall permits
where they concoct the most re-
freshing pineapple rickey. She's |
formerly of the stage and does a
flipflop here in the winters, sing
ing at the Hollywood Yacht Club. |
Foxx Wears Wide Smile
Then there's Jimmy Foxx. the !
new Boston Red Sox acquisition,
who seems to be smiling all the |
time-maybe over the raise in |
salary Tom Yawkey gave him or
the prospects of cutting in on a
world series melon next fall.
Johnny Farrell is a familiar fig
ure here, both along the boule-
wards. at the better bathing places,
and oh my, yes, sometimes at Hia-
leah.
- That goes for Johnny Risko,
who reaches the flag end of his
fighting career without a sign Of
facial disfiguration. was looking
at his hands. too, and he hasn't
even so much as a knuckle out
Of Joint.
Drama critic Andrew Kelley
could nose around the cocktail
hooks and night spots and find
eolorful characters for review.
Earl CAROLS beauties are break
ing off the hinges at the Palm
Island Club, run by Bill Dwyer,
the hockey and racetrack magnet.
The French Follies opens Thurs
DAY in a brand new salon which
still smells of paint and plaster at
Washington Avenue and Twelfth,
on the Beach.
:. Ben Bernie is featured at the
Biscayne Kennel Club nightly,
swinging a wicked baton between
the eleven races, and Buddy
Rogers and his cavaliers, is the
piece de resistance at the Roney
Plaza Cabana Sun Club after
moons at 4.
: Round and Round
= So, betwewen entertainment
and sports the mob here goes
hound and round and come out
broke. Why last week there we're
two major fights, a tennis tourna-
1nent, the Tropic Open Golf
tournament two dog tracks in OPP
Grafton and the closing of one
race track in Difference to the
opening of another, as we'll as mid |
get auto racing, with apparently |
customers enough for all.
Did I forget to mention the
Spanish sport of jai-ali Chilly, one
of the chief forms of nocturnal
diversion hereaboutS?
! And of them all, horse racing
gets the biggest tumble. Fifteen
thousand hardy souls out to fight .
their way up to the mutuel tickets
for the opening day at Hialeah.
Another $4,000 Saturday, and |
crowds comfortably near 10000 |
on plain weekdays.
Pari Mutuel Manager Mort Ma
hony estimates the play so far |
has averaged we'll above ST 900 per |
race over last year. and the New
Dealers can quote that in the cam
! paign to prove prosperity isn't |
getting any further away-at least. |