Excuse Me, Is That A Gator In The Kitchen?

Reading the news report of the 8' alligator that made its way in the back door and into the kitchen of a lady's house in Florida brought back lots of memories. I grew up in Florida and lived there over forty years. I hope to live there again one day. Living in Alabama now, I always read with amusement stories about downtown alligators, walking catfish, exotic snakes, giant frogs; you know all the things that made growing up there interesting. All the things that make people who aren't from there say: "Your crazy if you think I'd live down there".

You see, if you grew up in Florida, if you're a real "Florida Cracker" you don't get real excited when you hear about those things. Well, OK, maybe a little, but only because hearing about it reminds you of the fun times you had living with that stuff.

So, from time to time I'm hope to re-visit a lot of those days in this blog. Everything from swimming with alligators, keeping rattlesnakes in the freezer, and seeing building projects shut down because macak monkeys were chasing the construction workers.

Man, those were the days.