Lash came to a party at our house
by Michael Rothschild
(Fernandina Beach, FL)
When I was eight years old, my father managed several black, segregated movie theatres in Jacksonville, FL. Lash Larue regularly made personal appearance tours at these theatres--he was very popular with black audiences. He and my dad became quite friendly, and occasionally he came to the house for dinner. Once, at a birthday party for me, he put on a demonstration of his prowess with the bullwhip in our front yard. All the neighbors were quite impressed by his ability to whip a cigarette from a man's mouth bit by bit, until it was barely a stub. Lash drove a rare car, a Muntz, which was parked in our driveway. I had no idea what it was but a childhood friend and car buff, Bill Warner, knew and said to Lash, "that's a Muntz." Lash said, "sure is son, wanna take a ride in it." It was a big thrill for Bill, who now runs one of the biggest classic car shows in the world, the Concours D'Elegance on Amelia Island.