Folks who only ever see sand, sea and palm trees don't believe the seasonal changes Floridians experience. But, facing half-an-acre of fallen leaves scheduled to be raked up, I'm a believer!
Spent my childhood trying to get into the navy - and my youth getting out. The reality was more Bligh and BS than I was prepared to tolerate.
But between the service, sailing and journalism assignments I managed to see, feel, taste, hear and (phew) smell my fill.
Some of that was recorded in newspapers, magazines and a couple of books during the past half-century.
I could do with a volunteer to rake up mine. Sounds as if you are experienced, I'll provide the rake.
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