There are many memories of my childhood that reemerge as I drive through Coral Gables. I can recall countless summer days spent riding bike through the neighborhood. I recall passing by historic Gables sights in the back seat of my parent’s car.  As a child I never realized how fortunate I was to be growing up in a city so interesting and unique in every way. It was very common in my childhood to cross through the DeSoto Fountain intersection on the way to school at St. Theresa. Passing by Venetian Pool on the way to tennis lessons at the Biltmore was a weekly occurrence.  A drive-by City Hall on the way to baseball practice at the Youth Center was typical. Through a child’s eyes this did not mean much to me then, but now as I have grown, so has the appreciation for my city’s rich history.  In retrospect, there is one place that unleashes years of memories more so than any other place, and that is the Merrick House. My parents raised my brother and I directly across the street from the Merrick House. Throughout our childhood, we lived at 910 Coral Way (pictured below).  As a youngster I always found it strange that this vacant house would serve as a playground for my friends and I, constantly crossing over to play manhunt and hide-and-seek on the property. Why would it continue to stay empty with no use for anyone? Now as a man, passionate about real estate and how the real estate business has played a major part in the city’s history, I admire the blueprint of Coral Gables and how it…

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