We made it. All the way from the sunny island of Grenada, West Indies, to the heart of Dixie.

Wait? GRENADA? Wait? Dixie?

Since there’s no reason to keep my former location vague now that I’ve left, yes. We lived on the Spice Isle, a lovely little place at the end of the Caribbean.

But things got tense after Covid came. And we were no longer welcome. The neighbors would barely talk with us and we couldn’t figure out why, though we think it was linked with the racial unrest in the states. I also had the government giving us trouble with our visas, and we had more than one incident that made me think it was no longer a good place to stay. It was obvious things weren’t working, even though we had met many wonderful people and done our best to fit in.

So we decided to move back to Florida.

But through a complicated chain of events, we ended up in a beautiful home in South Alabama instead of in Florida. I can walk to the Florida border from my house, though. It’s that close. The house we were offered as a rental was too good to pass up. It is a beautiful home, completely remodeled and sitting on 30 rural acres.

It’s a long way from South Florida but I think it’s a much better place to ride out potential unrest and other issues. The US is struggling right now and I’d rather be in the country than anywhere else.

After being gone for so long it’s strange to be back. It’s strange to go shopping and find everything we need at prices far below what we had been paying. A canister of Folger’s coffee on the island was $20 – and that was the cheapest brand! Here I saw it two days ago for $8. Gas was over $6 a gallon there. It’s around $2 here. And my rent is $300 less per month than what I was paying for a place with no yard in the third world.

Plus, everything is so convenient. Stuff just works here in the USA. No long lines for stupid things. No waiting in line for over an hour to get a check deposited. No waiting two hours to pay for a car registration.

And guns! I have guns again. I really missed those, especially after two machete murders happened in the same year back on the island – to people I knew personally – and I was sitting in my shack in the jungle wondering if we were gonna be next.

Here we also have space for a shooting range in our backyard, as well as a good bit of land for deer hunting.

Anyhow, I’ll talk more about the move in tonight’s Goodstream. I just got internet today (which only took a half-hour at a Verizon store) and I’m back in the saddle. We arrived in Alabama the day before the storm hit so things have been a little hectic. We still need some beds and I need a desk and a chair, but otherwise, it feels like paradise to have good lighting, working internet, good cell coverage, hot showers and a nice Dollar Store around the corner.

I got seeds for my fall garden this morning and should be tilling up a great big space this week. As an extra bonus, I can get cottonseed meal here for $15 a trailer load. Roll tide!

Thank you all for sticking with me over the last while. It’s been a crazy, crazy ride and I am amazed at what God has done. I cannot wait to get back to recording videos and finishing up books. Tonight’s stream will be my official re-launch.

Catch ya’ll soon – and God bless the USA!