The Home of the Future

For feeling good while getting around, it’s pretty hard to beat the mild glide of a golf cart.

But the residents of Sleepy Hollow Mobile Estates wake each day determined to try.

“Good morning!”

“It’s a great one, isn’t it?”

“It’s a great one.”

Every soul Larry Myott encounters on a scoot around Lazy Loop, the narrow main drag of the 154-home trailer park, has a hand raised in welcome and a hello as warm and clear as the sky overhead. On the January morning I rode shotgun, the chipper well-wishers included the guy who, the night before, lost the election for the park’s highest elected office … and lost it to Myott. It is as if the entire enclave–the pool, the smooth black pathways, the clubhouse, all devoted to the exclusive use of residents at least 55 years of age–glides on a thin film of some invisible and frictionless fluid. Maybe cooking oil. Possibly BS.

Read more at Time.