Went to the NCAA Hockey Final Four. Tampa.
So warm weather, good birding, good hockey.
Also a chance to visit my boyhood home on Cresthill Drive in
Town N’ Country, just on the far side of the airport. While Dad was serving in
Korea for a year, I went to first grade in Tampa.
I remember the house, the neighborhood a bit, the school,
the pool (long gone). I was riding a bike by then. Got a Mohawk. Wore shorts on
Christmas day. We went to a ‘Twist’ dance party. Kennedy was shot..and Oswald
too while my mother was ironing. Good times.
Stopped by the house. No longer a new area. Now middle-class
Hispanic with 50 year-old homes. The old shirtless man of the house and his
wife spoke no English. The granddaughter a bit. I finally got my point across. I’m
sure they thought it odd that I would stop by, but they were nice about it. Worth
a peek.