I’m currently enjoying a few days in North Florida, which is—for those unfamiliar—the part of Florida not heavily populated by the New Jersey diaspora. Breezy blue skies and a roaring ocean work their soothing elixir after I’ve cruised into town on a hectic autumn’s fumes. The grime, crime and clogged interstates are in my rearview mirror; life has returned! I guess I’m on an Atlantic High without the actual voyage, but with a hat-tip to the late William F. Buckley for the clever title that captures my mood. This isn’t a typical Florida retirement town, despite the trifecta of golf, sun and ocean. There … Continue reading →

Source: Those Happy Golden Years – LewRockwell