My homeport
I been thinkin I am so glad I dont live in one o those silly yachty
places where ppl wear designer clothes and boat shoes. When I look
'round, Carabelle, Fl has character. The shrimp boat just down river
has a huge hole in the side patched with a sheet of 4'x8' plywood
screwed in place with drywall screws. It has a psuedo-Danforth anchor
made from plate steel welded to what looks to be truck axle and has 3
brake drums for weight and is covered with about 1/4" of rust. All
the trucks around here have Confederate flags in the windows. The old
guy fishing on the dock has no teeth. For culture, there is always
the magazine rack at the IGA store. None of the kids wear shoes and
ppl think a double wide is high class living. Around here a yacht is
an oyster boat and a six pack. Unfortunately, my piece of paradise is
being ruint by rich yankees from up north and escapees from the south
Florida hell. They close the beaches in front of their condos and
beach houses as if they really own it and expect my tax dollars to pay
for a new bridge to what is now THEIR island. Screw em, I am prayin
fer a good hurricane to clean this place out again so us locals can
have it again.
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