Saturday coffee.
Photo: J. Gunderson (Klonsky). Age 4.
This is the third cloudless day since Anne and I arrived in Anna Maria Island on the Gulf Coast of Florida.
The first day was a little on the chilly side. Not Chicago chilly. Florida chilly. It is a whole different category of chilly.
Chicago chilly is 50 mile an hour gusts off the Lake and temperatures listed as a number with a “-” in front of it.
Anna Maria Island chilly means putting on a sweater and being undecided about whether to change out of your shorts into long pants after the sun goes down.
The other thing that I notice about Anna Maria Island that is different from Chicago is that the folks here are as white as the sand on the Gulf beaches.
I don’t mean predominantly white. I mean white, as in only white.
This is not your college Spring-break Florida town. This is white family with young kids and older retired folks
