I began my journey home to Florida with a journey home to Newburyport, Mass., where I spent my early childhood. I had forgotten the beauty of the the town and the neighboring community, Plum Island.

My old house, where my father owned a recording studio, is still standing.

There’s a parking lot and big business right across the street now, where they weren’t before.

I’d say something profound, but you can fill in the blanks.