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I am in The Villages, Florida. It is a mega-retirement complex with lots of golf courses, golf carts, and retired types who golf. I do not golf. Among the other activities is drinking. I do not drink. The Villages have a reputation for high incidences of Sexually Transmitted Diseases. I don’t engage in promiscuous sex. So what’s a fella to do?

1) Visit my brother-in-law and note the progress of his Amyotropic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS). It’s a bitch of a disease but he and his wife are dealing with it with grace and courage. Truly inspiring.

2). Sit in the air conditioning, just like at home.

3). Go walking. There are interesting birds. This is a great blue heron, I tbink. He did not divulge any information about his identity.

When we sit in the lenai at my brother-in-law’s, we can make out the form of an alligator, just below the surface of the water in the pond. There are other birds, egrets, loons, and ducks.

All in all, very peaceful. But I want to go back to Virginia and Hurricane Florence (Henderson? A Brady Bunch homage?)