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time passed and never recaptured again. Ive experienced a certain sense of homesickness from time to time in the many years since Ive been gone from Florida. Sometimes, while Im
sitting on the sand watching the tide weave its inevitable spell on memory, mind and emotions, Im taken back to the place of my birth, of my people, of my
heart, and in particular the church which was more a mere structure of brick and wood, but a living breathing place of belonging. The small town
of Micanopy wasnt much to most of the world, but to me it was everything. We sported the best in Mom-and-Pop diners, real ice cream shops with the tall vinyl
covered stools, and roads that tended to crack from the heat to reveal the ages old cobblestones beneath. I am always amazed that the cobblestones, which are obviously older than
the concrete, never seemed to have the damage or the cracks that the more modern material does. Micanopy was the traditional one horse town, one dog town, one stoplight
going out of town, place. And by the time I was a teenager it was the kind of town that I knew I would never be happy in, never be
able to rise to any level of corporate success in, and certainly never find any peace. The First Baptist Church of Micanopy promised peace, but instead the endless march to
and from that building with the twin staircases and the wooden steeples seemed an endless drudgery. "None of my friends go to church on Sunday," I would complain
bitterly. "You dont belong to just ANY family. You belong to THIS family and we go to church every chance we get," my mother would recite in
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