Photo Shoot
Fort Lauderdale, FL Today added to the surrealism that has encompassed me. I left Hollywood to go to a photo shoot. A photo shoot of me. Believe it or not. I pulled up to the parking lot in Fort Lauderdale that is 100 yards from the ocean. I was a bit early and sat in the car for a second. Two fine, upstanding pillars of the community salivated as they saw a lone traveler with North Carolina license plates. One of the shirtless saints approached. He motioned for me to roll down my window. I stared. He motioned again. I opened my door, “Hey man, how long are you going to park...
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Hollywood, FL Man, there’s a lot to put in here for today. I rose up early from Grandpa’s in Boynton Beach. I was running late as usual and had no time for breakfast. I showered and packed up. It was a sad goodbye for the both of us. Sad in a way because our schedules and locations make it difficult to know when we’ll see each other again. But I left his place happy as well, knowing that my journey brought me closer to a great man who I never would’ve gotten to know. An hour with someone is great, but spending 2 days with someone and talking about life’s highs and lows is...
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Hollywood, FL Man, there’s a lot to put in here for today. I rose up early from Grandpa’s in Boynton Beach. I was running late as usual and had no time for breakfast. I showered and packed up. It was a sad goodbye for the both of us. Sad in a way because our schedules and locations make it difficult to know when we’ll see each other again. But I left his place happy as well, knowing that my journey brought me closer to a great man who I never would’ve gotten to know. An hour with someone is great, but spending 2 days with someone and talking about life’s highs and lows is...
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Boynton Beach/Fort Lauderdale, FL Today was a busy and exciting day. I rose early to hit the links with Grandpa and two of his golf buddies. We teed off at 7:45 and whipped around to finish 18 by 10:55. I played OK and really enjoyed myself. I am hyper competitive golfing, but today was a day when my score didn’t matter. I was relaxed and we all had a good time. It was good to hear stories of different times and places. As soon as the round finished, I talked with the writer from the Miami Herald. We were set for lunch. We zipped back to Grandpa’s, I hit the shower, and hit 95 to Fort...
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