
The complex is staffed in the summer largely by retirees who come up from Florida and other places where people retire in a fleet of RVs, and they couldn't be a nicer bunch of folks. They set out a swell breakfast, too, and one of our new pals, Hank, treated us to a beverage of his own devising, which consisted of the juiced remains of any leftover fruit he found in the kitchen. He labeled the pitcher appropriately.

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