I met Monroe in the middle of a horrendous thunderstorm. I
arrived at his low-slung, somewhat run-down, 1950s style Florida
bungalow with an appointment which he obviously didn't expect
me to keep. Classical music echoed and a sleepy, grumpy man answered
the door. When he saw big (gift) waterlilies dripping from both
my hands, he invited me to the back stoop. With umbrellas, we
started toward the back of his property where the large pond
was located.
Monroe's garden, located in South Miami, Florida, was a not-quite-2-acre
long narrow transplanted Amazon rain forest. After two hours
of walking and talking, I confessed to Monroe that I needed to
leave because my brain was blistered - it was more than I could
absorb - but I asked to return the following day. And the day
after that.
This was the beginning of a special friendship, not just with
Monroe but with Jim and Greta Thiele in Homestead. Ben and I
got together with Monroe, Jim and Greta at his place, their place,
plant shows and our place. Monroe didn't drive but loved to be
driven, insisting on back roads instead of expressways, and was
a terrible side-seat driver.
Monroe was rumored to be difficult and we saw that side of
him when someone didn't get his jokes (one-line zinging puns)
or didn't appreciate his amazing knowledge of tropical plants.
To us, he was extraordinarily generous with his expertise but
we had a deal. We worked in his ponds in exchange for lessons
in subjects we wanted to learn more about. He was an astounding
teacher.
Born in of Middletown, CN, in 1923, Monroe received his Bachelor's
degree from the University of Miami, Masters from Columbia University
and PhD from the University of California. He returned to Miami
to teach botany at Miami-Dade Community College. He retired in
the mid-1980s but continued to lecture widely. |