Where do you think you’re going?
Look at me when I’m typing to you, Zoo Atlanta. What’s this BS I hear about you picking up and moving out of Grant Park? What do you mean, what do I mean? Someone told me you’re thinking about moving to Lakewood. What do you mean, who? Does it matter?
Why would you want to move out of town after all these years? There’s no such thing as a geographical solution, you know. You can just run away from your problems and think that it’ll all be different with a change of scenery.
You’d be moving from 35 acres to 120, you say? I can see where that would be enticing. And a lake on the property? Sure. 800 parking spaces ready to go, you say? Have you ever even drawn that many people? Do you think you will? Right, right…the baby panda.
Well, if you want to go, I’m not going to stop you. I understand that being in the same spot for over 100 years can get a little old, really, I do. And I know that if I’m going to convince you I care, I should visit more often… but we’ll always have that day in the summer of ’98…
(Footnote: if you have no idea what the hell I’m talking about, read the AJC article)