Great story, Millet. I remember watching my grandfather eating half a grapefruit for breakfast every morning when I was a child growing up in Bradenton , FL, just south of Tampa. The grapefruit grandpa ate was white and as a child, I thought it was bitter and didn't like it. Grandpa was born there in Palmetto, and I bet the grapefruit he ate was Duncan. There was a lot of old citrus trees around there in all my families' back yards. It's distressing to think of those old tree's dying from greening disease.