We visited a small antique shop and met a man who was transplanted from the D.C. area (McClean, VA). He used to manage the theatrical productions at Carter Barron and, when their funding went south he took a job at a theatre in Memphis with a more generous budget. After he retired he moved to Hot Springs where his dad was living and running the shop and took over. He had two statues of the archangels Michael and Raphael that I took a fancy to. (See here.) I especially liked Raphael's fish. The dealer said most people don't know who he is.
We had a delightful conversation and I marveled, once again, at how small the world is. We once met a friend of Larry's cousin from high school in Wheeling waiting tables at a restaurant in Ponchatoula, LA. I'm serious!
And now a few random pictures from our enjoyable days at Lake Catherine and Hot Springs.
|Only one of the old buildings on bath house row still operates as a bath house. This had shops on the first floor.|
|This building houses and art gallery.|
|This is one of the old showers. But it looks like a torture chamber!|
|How would you like to be closed up in this steam cabinet?|
|One of the wall sculptures decorating the buildings|
|This sea god reminded me of my dad in his later life. Very distinguished!|