In the winter of 1990, I spent six weeks traveling in the canyons of Utah and the redwoods of California with a dog, car and oh yeah, a boyfriend. The following year, we bought a small pop up trailer that we towed with a VW Golf and traveled to Ashville NC, Charleston, Okeefanokee Swamp, Edisto Island in Georgia and landed at Mardi Gras in New Orleans just by luck. I was hooked. For the past 25 years I've been wanting to do this again, but one thing or the other made it just not feel like the "right time." So now it is. Me, dog, car. No boyfriend.

Thursday, January 11, 2018

What's a Florida Cracker?


A "cracker" in Florida isn't a derisive terms by black people for white people. At least historically. 

As told by Mike McMonagle, fifth generation Florida "cracker" and my host on Amelia Island/Fernadina Beach (2 mins).




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