By Bill Roberts
Special to the Beacon
When my tour of duty in the Navy was up in 1954, I was discharged at Key West, where I had been in a helicopter squadron. I couldn’t wait to get out of there and in the meantime while I was in Navy, my father had gone into farming on his own at “Plantation”, west of Fort Lauderdale, and I knew he was looking forward to putting me on a tractor.
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