Well. First this big black van pulls up to the curb and 4 men jump out and I only remember a rag placed over my nose and mouth and I blank out. Oh wait. That describes the beginning of my first marriage. Seriously. We visited my father who was living in a retirement community outside Ocala at the time. My initial thought those many years ago was " I'll never be doing this". Look at these older farts running around in golf carts. Years later after checking this place out, I'm now later running around in a golf cart. Best form of karma I can think of.
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