He answered only to "O’Malley". O’Malley was the only name he went by. It might have been his first or last name; it just didn’t matter to O’Malley.
He appeared on Hollywood Beach after the hurricane of 1926. Some thought he drifted ashore, some say he
traveled on a skiff from the Elbow Cay in the Bahamas and some said they knew him from Cudjoe Key in the lower keys. Like everything else about O’Malley, it just didn’t matter. O’Malley was just O’Malley. He just appeared and disappeared as he chose.
O’Malley was hard baked from the tropical sun, wise in the ways of the wanderer and independent.
Since we are so conveniently located midway on the 3-mile strip between Hallandale and North Sheridan Beach, most people walk or ride their bikes and plan on spending a relaxed, hang-loose afternoon or evening in the style of Old Florida, just like O’Malley did. Kick off your shoes, get sand in your toes, sit back and relax, while sipping on an icy cold drink and enjoying a tasty bite while basking in the ocean breeze. Kids love us, too. O’Malley’s is an experience they will enjoy.
