Flight of Fancy - The Coconut Chronicles: Two Guys, One Caribbean Dream House - page 100

Then I remembered a product called Stitch Witchery I'd seen at the little dime store in
Isabel on our last trip. You just ironed the tape into the fabric, essentially gluing the pieces
together. Unless I was mistaken, my grandmother had used this same product in the '60s
and '70s when skirt lengths were plunging up and down like the stock market in a reces-
sion.
After a quick trip to town and three or four hours of steam-ironing, our windows boas-
ted valances to die for.
To paraphrase Jane, it was beginning to look like home.
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It was during this short visit to the island that we began to learn more about its history.
In spite of Vieques' natural beauty—or maybe because of it—a sense of the past was
somehow missing.
At least at first glance.
Sure, there was the turreted fort dating from the 1830s perched high on the hill above
Isabel, and a handful of other historic buildings, like City Hall in Isabel, dotted around the
island.
City Hall (Casa Alcaldia)