Crawfish and Hurricanes

When I was 3 months old, we moved from Huntsville to Titusville Florida, home of the Kennedy Space Center. I don't remember much about living here except a few things. I remember my red hoppity hop that I blew out by landing on a screw. OUCH! For those of you millenials who have no idea what I'm talking about, this was HOURS of fun back in the day. The next thing I remember is my dad leaving my bouncy horse in Titusvillle when we moved to Michigan, because we didn't have room for it. I was devastated. Thinking back now, there are worse things...LOL... but boy did it seem like the world was ending then.  

The last thing I remember about living here was a hurricane that came through (foreshadowing my future career at The Weather Channel?) and the storm surge left crawfish all over our front yard. Like little baby lobsters flapping around. We lived here until I was 4 years old. My dad worked for Chrysler and the Apollo Space program - until it was canceled. Two things that impacted my life from Titusville are the Space Program and Hurricanes. Well...maybe Ron Jon's Surf Shop too in Coacoa Beach. Little did I know that I would be working at the Weather Channel covering Hurricanes today. And my dad's generation of males in my family all worked for the space program/NASA in some capacity. Pretty cool how things come in cycles.

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