I got to Florida in 1970, and I could get a case of, "The Good Old Days" too.
I rented a house with 3 other guys. We worked 3 days a month because that was enough to provide all the money we needed. You could walk to the pier and buy a fish that would feed 4 people for a dollar. One morning, on the way to work, I walked down the middle of central avenue for half a mile at 6 am and no cars drove by me.
I rented a house with 3 other guys. We worked 3 days a month because that was enough to provide all the money we needed. You could walk to the pier and buy a fish that would feed 4 people for a dollar. One morning, on the way to work, I walked down the middle of central avenue for half a mile at 6 am and no cars drove by me.
