<div><p>&quot;Winter in Florida smells of orange blossoms, while spring brings long mornings of fly-fishing. Summer saunters in like a breeze beneath a shade tree, and to the uninitiated, fall creeps in without notice. . . . Klinkenberg uncovers the beauty and mystery of his home state.&quot;--<i>Southern Living</i></p><p><i>&nbsp;</i></p><p>&quot;Reminds you of hopping in the back of a friend’s truck for a ride. But this one takes you beyond the sunny skies and high-rises and into the past.&quot;--<i>Miami Herald</i></p><p>&quot;The real Florida is a state on the verge of extinction, a weird, quirky world threatened by too many people, too many strip malls, too much modern life. . . . [Klinkenberg] preserves the real Florida, warts and all, before it disappears forever.&quot;--<i>St. Petersburg Times</i></p><p><i>&nbsp;</i></p><p>&quot;A skilled writer, he knows when to listen and when to nudge each short story along.&quot;--<i>Publishers Weekly</i></p><p><i>&nbsp;</i></p><p>Anytime and anywhere, Jeff Klinkenberg can find a place to enjoy or a person with an irresistible story. Staying mostly off the beaten path, focusing on modern rogues who turn their backs on subdivisions and theme parks, he also finds time to write about his literary and environmental heroes. &quot;If Jeff Klinkenberg isn’t careful,&quot; says Carl Hiaasen, &quot;he might give journalism a good name.&quot;</p><p>Florida native Jeff Klinkenberg has been writing for the <i>St. Petersburg Times</i><i></i>since 1977. He is the only two-time winner of the Paul Hansell Distinguished Journalism Award, the highest honor given by the Florida Society of Newspaper Editors<i>.</i></p></div>