As I was going out for my early morning jog the other day I reflected on life in my hometown of Deep Creek, Florida. This is a particulrly nice time to be in Florida, particularly if you're a runner. It's crisp and clear and the temperature can range from frigid (by Florida standards) to toasty (by Minnesota standards).
Nevertheless it was a pleasant morning. Running down Nuremberg Boulevard I see the faces I see every day. The little old ladies taking their dogs for 'walkies', the elementary school kids waiting for the bus along with their bleary-eyed parents. The traffic is fairly light this time of morning - which is one of the reasons I like to run at this hour. I keep my eye out for my favorite encounter of the morning - the two kids (probably high school) who blow their loud and obnoxious horn as they fly by me in their jeep every morning. Always with a smile and a wave. They probably think this old geezer (that's me - though a tad over 50 ain't that old) who is always running is crazy.
Anyway, I run my customary loop - about five miles in all, before plunging into the frigid (for this time of year) pool upon my breathless return home. All in all a pleasant start to the day. At least my old ticker has been jumpstarted for the day!
If there is a point to all this rambling, it's this. Despite all the turmoil in the Real Estate markets, the mortgage mess, the stock market, the auto-bailout, and the general economic malaise - life does go on. In countless neighborhoods across our beautiful country, people go about their daily business without letting 'the economy' get them down. Maybe we in the business get too wrapped up in gloom and doom. People will always live in these wonderful neighborhoods, they will always take pride in their neighborhoods, and yes they'll take their jogs through the neighborhood. These neighborhoods will be around long after we're all gone.
Life does go on. Even life in Deep Creek!
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