I stopped by the Ole Florida Fly Shop to pick up some eat-mes and ditch flies, and realized the bomb shelter where I mispent many nights of my youth was practically next door. What is now the Boca Bar & Grill was once the palace known as Bud’s Lounge of 6299 Federal Highway, where an 18-year-old without proper identification could rightly go in and buy a five-dollar pitcher of PBR and play bumper pool. The bumper pool table is long gone, as are the Melvin Bratton posters, but the Pabst still flows.
