Because my Mrs. is a family woman, we bundled up the kiddos and flew cross-country to California. Laguna Woods, to be specific. If you’re not familiar, don’t be embarrassed. I had never heard of Laguna Woods before going there.

You’ve heard of Laguna Beach, right? Well, Laguna Woods is an 18,000-person retirement community next to it. A gated community for those knock-knock-knocking on heaven’s door.

It’s funny, because the surrounding community is defined by the gated community. You leave it’s grounds, and all you see is funeral home, funeral home, walk-up clinic, funeral home, McDonald’s, funeral home…

Know your market, I guess.

(There were also a dozen Urgent Care walk-in clinics, which makes nothing but sense. My 2.5-year-old son got sick during the trip, because getting sick is what he does, so the Mrs. took him to one of the clinics and said it kind of freaked the doctor out. He was used to seeing octogenarians who wanted their Medical Marijuana prescriptions renewed. Think Dr. Nick, from The Simpsons. You don’t have to be talented to be a physician among the elderly, because if you lose one? No real loss. A true kiddo coming in, however, that gave him pause. “I should probably save this one… I’m just not sure I have the skills.” But I digress…)

 

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