1995

The firm of spouse’s employment advised him of the necessity to relocate to South Florida. I thought this directive to be incredulous and asked spouse for clarification and the firm’s reasons and motives for this transfer of our family. Among other reasons, spouse stated that a consolidation of a sales department was desired by management. I inquired of spouse about the possibility of seeking another job within the industry of his experience but he was not pleased with this suggestion as he liked his current job at this firm. Deciding to make the best of the situation, we were invited on an exploratory visit by the corporation, to view our possible new area of residency. So in February, spouse, daughter, son, and I departed for a long weekend to a city in South Florida. Combining leisure activities with inquiries into the costs of housing in the area, we departed South Florida with a positive preliminary view and attitude concerning this relocation. A major concern of mine regarding the move was the quality of education in this area as I had heard negative comments concerning the city’s public schools. One stipulation that I had with regard to the move, is that we maintain our residence in New York to provide an easier return for our family should the transfer be deemed detrimental. In April, spouse, daughter, son, and I departed for a long weekend on a house seeking expedition to South Florida, leaving our two dogs a Golden Retriever and an Argentinean Mastiff, in the care of mother and father. After viewing several houses, spouse and I settled on purchasing the first house viewed, a four bedroom ranch house built in 1960, with a nice pool on one third acre of property that was situated on a main road but was abutting a typical 1960’s, early 1970’s neighborhood. It was at about this time that I began noticing the confusing and disorganized layouts of some of the newer homes built. Some of these homes provided me with the sense of being in a maze. Bedrooms were scattered throughout some houses and not confined to a specific area. Open living areas made it difficult for me to discern exactly which room I was viewing. Realtors stated that rooms such as these could be designated for any desired living area. I rejected this kind of house based on in my opinion, a disorganized private living area. Another house viewed that was for sale was owned by a retired career military man and his wife who raised four children in the home built sometime during the early 1970’s. The home was located in a nice neighborhood of similarly styled homes. The home featured four comfortably sized bedrooms, an extra large living room containing a large television set that was obtrusive, no dining room and a very small kitchen barely fitting a table built for two. I wondered how a family of six could have shared their meal together in this tiny kitchen. The reason for the skewed size rooms of the kitchen and living room, with no dining room became more than apparent to me by 2013. The corporation had hired a relocation consulting business to provide us with information concerning various aspects of the area, including the school districts. The home we purchased was purportedly in a good school district of this area of South Florida. Still uncomfortable with the schools, I decided to investigate private and parochial schools in the area after moving into the house in early summer.

Upon arriving home from this April trip, a very injured Argentinean Mastiff greeted us at the door of mother and father’s house. Upset about the physical appearance and condition of this animal, mother told me that the dog had broken through an all glass door of their house after spying a cat in the backyard. The dog, bleeding profusely, was taken by mother and father to a veterinarian where many stitches were required. After several weeks recuperation, the dog recovered.