When I got out of law school, and had a job offer in Florida, I was thrilled. The economy was booming. The idea that flowering trees were trees that didn’t have pine cones on them, was to me remarkable. The idea that in the winter the temperature would be 75 degrees and not 40 below was more remarkable. But the culture, the politics and the I the people were not something I was ready for. Nor do I think that I every understood.
It is now 35 years later, and I am sitting on my deck, looking across the lake, 3,000 miles from Florida, at a dormant Volcano. Not sure why I didn’t come here a long time ago.
Hey Buzz, I am housesitting in Madison Park this week. Grab a bite?
Posted by: Sean | August 21, 2006 at 01:22 PM
Let's hope it stays dormant for at least another 40 years.
Posted by: David Geller | August 21, 2006 at 04:46 PM
Thinking about your westward migration caused me to look up the old Horace Greely quote, which I find was actually adapted from an editorial written by John B. L. Soule in 1851, that states: "Go West, young man and grow up with the country."
You have indeed "Gone West" and it's good to see that the excitement and opportunities of this era have drawn you into the blend of thinking that is helping to shape our future. Those Florida years may have been very valuable by helping set the stage for seeing connections and possibilities that you otherwise might have missed. Despite our ages, we're all participants who are "growing up with the country." Thank you for your perspectives on the journey.
Posted by: Joe Begalla | August 22, 2006 at 05:45 AM