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« on: December 16, 2016, 06:50:44 PM »
Why do I feel like I'm standing up at an AA meeting for the first time? ( not that I've ever been to AA, I am of Irish decent so it would just be another awkward family reunion) All jokes aside I'm pretty sure I have a sickness and the only cure is more mango trees. It all started at my local tropical nursery, there I was with good intentions to pick out a mango tree for shade in my front yard like about half of south Merritt island, with there 50+ year old monster trees. At first it was the sweet taste of a Valencia pride and wow what a big mango. the next thing I knew I was back the next day with my wife, tasting and buying a Coconut cream, Carrie, Glenn, and a Kent. From there it only got worse. looking for room in the yard and cutting down sterile non fruit trees to get my fix by planning out and researching the next tree. Alas, I am running out of yard space with my 15 trees, some not even in the ground yet and contemplating what I would give up if I found a new one I cant live without. I can only assume this echo's a similar scenario for most of us here. Thank you for your support. "I AM JASON AND I HAVE MANGO FEVER"
All that being said, I am also a Firefighter for Orange county and If we can ever get a contract I will probably spend my raise on mango trees, fishing rods, boat parts, and Irish whiskey. The other 10 percent I will probably waist.