I’m going to Florida for a week. It was David’s idea. He and a friend down there purchased a 36-foot sloop off eBay a few months ago and David is going down to visit the friend and the boat. I was leery about going on the trip, but everyone seems to think it will be a good thing for me. I can write a short trip journal called “Fuzzy Old Men,” or something of the ilk, and catch up on my reading. I don’t like the idea of going places, but I usually have a good time when I do.