It’s no wonder I turned out to be the Awesome person I am today.
According to Business Week Magazine, my hometown of Niceville, Florida, the little town on the bay where I was raised, is the best place to raise kids in Florida.
Best Place to Raise Kids in Florida: Niceville
Nearby city: Fort Walton Beach
Median family income: $71,888
Avg. school math score: 89.71 (State avg.: 68.43)
Avg. school reading score: 89.71 (State avg.: 65.91)
The town of Niceville, once known as “Boggy”, is in Florida’s panhandle along the shores of Choctawhatchee Bay. It has parks, a youth center, and sports fields and is home to the Boggy Bayou Mullet Festival (mullet the fish, not the hairstyle), which attracts thousands of attendees each year. ~Business Week
Home of the Mullet Festival! What better way to be presented to the business world than to promote the annual dirt-covered-feet, beer-guzzling, port-a-potty hovering, creepy-clown-show, fried-fish-baked-beans-and-grits eating, Billy Ray Cyrus-performing, windchime-selling, funnel cake-eating festival for a bottom-feeding fish.
And these folks:
This is MY town. I share it with ~12,000 other Nicevillians, most of whom are related or were transfered there by the military and stayed. Because according to my dad, “This is paradise.”
But I have to pick at the photo used in the Business Week article. That’s not Niceville. I hope it was taken in Destin, the beach town across the Bay, but there is no Gulf beach in Niceville.
Our “beach” on Choctawhatchee Bay looks more like this:
Our dream is to move
in with my parents back to Niceville, but until either my dad kicks off and leaves us his money or the tech job market grows, we’re here in Orlando, 7 hours away from the best place in Florida to raise kids.
I’m jealous of my friend Tara whom I found not because she lives in my town, but because she’s a blogger who happens to live in my hometown. I’m jealous of my high school friends who either “got stuck” or “got to go back,” depending on who you ask. I’m jealous of my parents who have lived and worked there since 1979.
And, yes, it is nice. Just don’t call it “Nashville.”