Word: fincas
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Private World. Even though held in by injury and age, Hemingway's life-on a small plantation ten miles outside Havana, called Finca Vigia, or Lookout Farm-is still the special Hemingway blend of thought and action, artistry and nonconformity. The Hemingway of 1954 still has a bit of himself for the many sides of his life-and plenty left over to populate that private Hemingway world where the Hemingway heroes and heroines live their lives of pride and trouble, enduring with courage as long as they can, often destroyed but never defeated...
Rising up from one side of his villa is a white tower from which he can gaze meditatively at Havana and the sea, or at his own domain-the finca's 13 acres, including flower and truck gardens, fruit trees, seven cows (which provide all the household's milk and butter), a large swimming pool, a temporarily defunct tennis court. In the 60-foot-long living room, heads of animals Hemingway shot in Africa stare glassy-eyed from the walls. But most imposing of all are Hemingway's books. He consumes books, newspapers and random printed matter...
...Perpetual Weekend. For 15 years Hemingway has lived in Cuba. "I live here because I love Cuba-this does not imply a dislike for anyplace else-and because here I can get privacy when I write." But his life in Cuba is not quiet. Guests at the finca are apt to include friends from the wealthy sporting set, say Winston Guest or Alfred Gwynne Vanderbilt; pals from Hollywood, such as Gary Cooper or Ava Gardner; Spanish grandees, soldiers, sailors, Cuban politicians, prizefighters, barkeeps, painters and even fellow authors. It is open house for U.S. Air Force and Navy...
...Mary Welsh Hemingway, 46, an indefatigable former newspaper and magazine correspondent* from Minnesota, it is a fortunate day when she can reckon by 7 p.m. how many are staying for dinner and by 10 how many for the night. Life at Finca Vigia is, as she once reported it, a "perpetual weekend . . . involving time, space, motion, noise, animals and personalities, always approaching but seldom actually attaining complete uproar...
...past, when the routine at Finca Vigia grew too distracting, Hemingway found escape along grand avenues-a return to the plains below Tanganyika's Kilimanjaro or another trip to Venice, or a nightclub-and-museum-crawling trip to New York. But for the battered and mellowing Hemingway of today, the favorite refuge is his boat...