Lake J. Where there are more retired preachers per square inch than anywhere in the world…I’m guessing. It has to be true.
Many, many childhood memories of visiting here – playing games fireside, feeding the duckies, and figuring out that leaves change colors (we lived in Marco Island at the time, even further south than I live now, and the leaves most certainly did not/do not change colors).
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