Thursday, January 28, 2010

Even though I made it up, the memory of this place is burned indelibly in my mind. When I was about seven, my mom was scandalized on account of the ol' man allowing me to accompany him to this exotic locale for a little reconnoitering regarding an estimate for some concrete work and possibly some welding. He had been asked by Miss "Dish" as she was known, to maybe build a vault for the considerable proceeds from this shadowy operation, just in case of any attempts at unauthorized withdrawals. My mom wanted to know just exactly how she chose him..."lucky him" as she put it.

A little background on the "Dish" is in order. From what I can gather, Floyd Kreshin came home from Dubya Dubya Two with a bad case of the "traumatics" and it wasn't improved when he discovered his b'loved shacked up with a certain bad actor, name of "Wrecker Walt". They were holed up in this beat down hotel turned "House of Ill-Repute" carrying on a brisk biness. So Floyd lit out for more salubrious surrounds, leaving Alice to her own devices.

Alice being both pretty and able to keep a confidence was nick-named, "Dish" which when combined with Kreshin formed Dishkreshin (discretion). She conveniently became "Miss" again after Floyd beat it outa town, even though she kept his name and probably was still married legal-wise.

Eventually the operation shut down, due to law enforcement niceties and the alleged violation of social mores. Restraint of trade, more like it. Walt used the yard for storing impounded heaps after Alice cleaned out the vault and he had to go back into the towing biness. I remember the smell of smoke and alcohol and perfume that soaked the place even though I visited during off hours...

10 comments:

paintnpencil said...

Love the painting as usual, and also the story, thanks so much for sharing it. You sure know your old cars, done perfectly.

Ron Morrison said...

Thanks, P.P., I love the shapes and the fun of concocting a scene...

Michelle Smith said...

Looks good, Ron. I think I see a ghost in the upper left window.

Ron Morrison said...

Yikes, I think you're right, Michelle...

Elizabeth Seaver said...

Wow, great painting and great story!

Ron Morrison said...

Thanks, Elizabeth, glad you like them...

Nureeya Panichnok said...

The sad thing I can understand a little of the whole story. However you have the power of creative imagination always... both telling and painting. You would be the father who often tells the bedtime stories to your children , i guess:)

Ron Morrison said...

Thanks, Nureeya, actually my kids tell me stories...they are all grown up and the stories are pretty good...

Cat said...
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Cat said...

Wow !!

The paintings are super. Your sense of humour is superb. Cant decide if I like your witticism more or your paintings. Btw, I came here by way of EE. Glad I did so:-)