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Taking my dad to visit a local institution that has withstood the ravages of ferocious growth. Some things remain intact in my hometown…
It’s a different town. That’s all I can say when anyone asks me what I think of Sarasota today. When I grew up here, there were few buildings higher than two stories. It was affordable, or at least affordable enough that a family of four could come down and start over in a stilt house on a shell drive in a part of town so close to the water that retiring baby boomers are willing to shell out half their life savings to live there now. Going back is strange, particularly because I haven’t lived there for almost two decades. It’s not a bad thing or a good thing. It’s just different.
When I go home, I go back for family. My 95 year-old grandmother who has…
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