William J. Everett's Blog

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Live Oak

At a certain age numberless Americans and Canadians turn into snowbirds as the icy winds pour down from arctic climes, bringing with them snow. The snowbirds come to Florida and walk the beach, putter in the shops, and eat too much. This January we joined the flock to go to Melbourne, forty miles south of [...]