I’m in Florida visiting my Gram. It’s been almost a whole year since I’ve been here, and it feels good to be in a place that has so many happy memories. It’s funny how things change, and yet … they don’t.
My granddad was the one who first called it the Ranch. He said something like, “If George Bush can have a ranch, so can I.” And from then on, so it was called. Yesterday, while I was out and and about, I caught some video … thought maybe you’d like to see where I am and what it’s like here. Plus, I don’t ever want to forget.