We vacationed in Homosassa, Fla., for many years. It was a 13-hour drive from Birmingham, Ala., in 1953. Even when I was 13 and my sister, Anita, was 8, we could not help but pester each other and keep asking when we’d get there.  Old Homosassa was a fishing village on the Homosassa River. We stayed at Crump’s Lodge across the river from the bait shop and grocery store. It was an old...

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