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Elliot Young

340 E Seaview Drive

Duck Key, FL 33050

Phone: 305-743-9139

Email: ElliottJYoung@aol.com

Date of Birth: July 28, 1980

Occupation: National Customer Service Rep, VIPAR

Weight: 178 pounds

Height: 6' 1"

Chest – 41 inches

Arms / Biceps – 14 inches

Waist – 31 inches

Shoe Size - 11 US

Hair Color: Light brown

Eye Color: Blue

 

 

Educational History:  

 

Marathon High School

Boot Key, Florida 1993 to 1997

 

University of Miami

Coral Gables / Virginia Key, Florida 1997 to 2001

Holds both a Juris Doctorate degree from the UM School of Law and the MPS degree in Marine Affairs and Policy from the Rosenstiel School of Marine and Atmospheric Science. 

 

Employment History:

 

NAPA Auto Parts

Marathon, FL 

2003 to 2004

 

VIPAR Heavy Duty

Miami, FL

2004 to present

 

 

Elliot's parents died in a car crash in the summer after his 14th birthday, and he was raised by his paternal grandfather after that.  His grandfather lives in an exclusive retirement community for those suffering from dimentia.

 

His friends often asked him, with as much time as he spent in Miami, why didn't he just get an apartment there. Simple truth of the matter was his place on Duck Key had been occupied by one member of the Young family or another since before the Labor Day Hurricane of 1935. Yes the causeway hadn't reconnected the island to the rest of civilization until 1953, but the Youngs were a stubborn lot, and as at home on the water as they were on land.  When the causeway was rebuilt, his Gramps had said "There goes the neighborhood."

 

Despite his grandfather's grousing over the reconnection to the civilized world, Duck Key was still laid back and low key.  Which was exactly how Elliot liked it.  With a population of four hundred, forty three, it wasn't easy to maintain privacy. Everyone knew everyone else's business.  Which was why his job with VIPAR was perfect. Everyone took it at face value and his long absences were easily explained.

 

His job keeps him on the move, but he heads for Duck Key as often as he can.

Sound and Fury

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time,

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.

 

William Faulkner, 1929

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