Tilly Kemble & The Saving Grace of Sailors’ Valentines

I was a wreck when I landed in Key West like one of those sailboats smashed on the shore in a hurricane. Ha! Hurricane Tilly, Id made a mess of my life back in Edgartown. My people worked the shrimp boats, never owned any, just worked them. Even today the sight of shrimp makes me want to puke. Honestly, it reminds me of the drink. Funny how things get twisted round in your mind at an early age. Thats the way it was at home, shrimp and alcohol, shrimp and alcohol. It doesnt seem fair to hate...