Maybe it’s all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about?
Jimmy Buffett. It seems fitting that this sailor of tropical beaches, flip flops, boat drinks and endless vacations slipped away from this world at the very last weekend of summer. He was a poet, a musician, a philosopher whose words touched something in listeners across all stratums of society. Part of his magic was in the relatable details he would mention in a song—
“Newspaper says there’s cheap airfare
I’ve got to fly to St. Somewhere;”
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