đ¶ At dawn the trucks roll out, steady and strong,
From Gentryâs quiet streets where the heart belongs.
Boxes are stacked, wrapped tight with care,
Each piece of a story headed elsewhere.
Through rolling Ozarks and highways wide,
Past pine-lined roads where the rivers glide,
The wheels hum low, a travelerâs song,
Carrying a familyâs whole life along. đŠ đ»
Arkansas skies give way to the sea,
Miles unfolding like destiny.
The Gulf breeze whispers, âWelcome, friend,â
Where white sands stretch and journeys begin. âïž
Navarre awaits with a sun-kissed shore,
A fresh new chapter, and so much more.
From small-town roots to ocean air,
Life moves forwardâfrom Gentry to Navarre. đ
Thank you Pittmanâs for trusting Youngâs with your new beginning, enjoy Florida!