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As you may, or may not, have heard, the Not Now Silly Newsroom is moving to Canada. My time in Florida is coming to an end.
I’ve been here in paradise for the last decade taking care of Pops. Now the time has come to turn his continued care over to one of my 4 sisters.
Looking back on the last 10 years:
- While I was here I made many great friends (and a couple of lifelong enemies);
- Fell in love with Coconut Grove while trying to save the E.W.F. Stirrup House from Demolition by Neglect, with little success;
- I learned I loved drum circles, participating in different ones stretching from Delray Beach all the way south to Coconut Grove, a distance of almost 60 miles;
- Long before local media took notice of Trolleygate and Soilgate, I broke the news on both issues and continued to scoop the Miami media over and over again, writing several investigative
articles I’m quite proud of;
- Wrote about the systemic racism in Coconut Grove and Coral Gables, which continues to this day;
- To my utter surprise found myself involved in local Miami politics;
- And, thankfully, I experienced only one hurricane, the first year I was here.
My attachment to Coconut Grove is a flame that cannot be extinguished. I will continue to visit West Grove, as well as write about this unique and magical place. I already have a couple of new articles in the pipeline.
But, as I say, it’s time for me to leave.
I’ll need to find long pants and warm socks because I’m heading back to Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the city I call home no matter where I am.
Just like Coconut Grove, I fell in love with Toronto the first time I saw it. That was long before I ever moved there. I miss The Big Smoke and my brief visit earlier this year — 4 days in September — only whetted my appetite for more.
I’ve not seen a Canadian winter in 11 years. I wonder if they are
as bad as I remember, although it’s balmy up there right now. That won’t last long. I’ve never liked Winter and I am not sure whether I’ll survive the cold, or
not, but the effort will be worth it.
My biggest mistake was choosing to quit before I really had the means to do so. However, I just hit the wall. Consequently, I have fired up a Go Fund Me account to help get me back to Toronto. Please take a look and see if you can find your way clear to contribute a few bucks to get me home.