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Madrid in the 1960s, when there was nothing to lose Part II M

ADRID of the early 60s was like one big club house for the American’s that had gravitated there drawn by the lure of Hemingway’s short stories that promised cheap living, blood pounding adventures and an entirely different way of life far different than the drab conformist Monastic era of button down collar, suit and tie America. A future in the US promised as much excitement as an ear of corn could have expected growing up. Now, this collection of eccentrics that had leaped from the stratified routine of back home now all found themselves lonesome and roaming the back streets of Spain’s capital searching for an epiphany. All of Papa’s (Hemingway’s) haunts were visited like revered museums. I imagine that almost everyone carried a book of his short stories in their back pocket and were likewise electrically alerted for any happening or circumstance that might enliven their life and yield a touch of meaning to their gaited sleepwalk. One thing is for certain, none of them were ever going home again. Each and every expatriate was unique in their own way yet similar in their search. Before too long they all discovered one particular personage that was older and drew them in—Luis Stumer. A man that I never met but continue to hear those legendary stories about him right down to this day. The fact that he is given special mention also in the important time commemorating the 50th anniversary of that prestigious Club Taurine de London also alludes to the fact that he was an exceptional personage. Mr Stumer was an archaeologist, anthropologist and very learned man that hit the sauce heavily and shared his happy hour with all. From rumours and quips concerning his life he appears to have been a Virginia Wolfe type critic to all and a Papa Hemingway larger than life raconteur. It was probably the Stumer’s that Paul J. Polansky first heard about the contest that James Hearst of the San Francisco Examiner fame was

Mojacar beach 1969

The people of Mojacar back in the late 60s

Ric Polansky

Paul Polansky in the second of the only two photos ever taken of him “back then”.

Ric Polansky moved to Mojacar in 1969 and became one of the pioneer developers. He read extensively and travelled in South America panning gold and looking for El Dorado.

offering. Apparently Hearst had would be a perfect place to made lots of money in Spain and investigate. Hence the fact finding had also noticed the large mission to Mojacar and back to American contingency in Madrid Madrid only to discover in his so he offered a large cash absence the offer had been prize to anyone that withdrawn by Hearst as Hemingway could come up with the tax man was described Madrid investment ideas putting on the as the “Capital of on how to spend squeeze. That didn’t the World” his money and stop him tho, he met make more. Paul, with the great man while bouncing from himself and proposed his bar to bar listened to the timely find only to have the other foreigners that too had tables turned. “Well, if it’s that come to “the Capital of the World” good, you should do it yourself”. as Hemingway described Madrid. More was not needed to be said. He had further heard quaint tales He left the next day back for about a far off place in a forgotten Mojacar. And, the rest became province, Mojacar, and deduced it history and houses.

The formal gate to the city back in 1488

Costa de Almeria 13 - 19 December 2012 Issue 1432  

News in English from the Costa del Sol. Costa Blanca North, Costa Blanca South, Costa de Almeria, Axarquia - Malaga East and Mallorca.

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