I grew up on Sugarloaf Key (Florida Keys), 90 miles from Cuba. The property is now a state park named after my family-Sammy Creek Landing. My back, and side yard was (and still is) a mangrove swamp and the front is the Atlantic ocean. My siblings and I plotted hurricanes on a paper chart with longitude and latitude lines and "hid" under a hatch-cover (from a boat) table that my grandfather made. We couldn't wait until we could go outside and discover what the storm brought in! This is who I am today-always on the lookout for flotsam and jettison and low tide!