


They were early adopters but not true pioneers. We assessed the carrying costs.” The math, and a yearning for friends, told the Murphys to move to Margaritaville. They walked up and down the beach every day, but even a beach can get old. “We gutted it and did it up like we were going to die there,” he said. Jimmy Buffett playing twenty-four hours a day.’ We thought, Let’s go look, as a goof.”Īt the time, the Murphys had retired to a third-floor oceanfront condo down the coast, in Melbourne Beach: the perfect forever home. All these people with parrots on their heads. I said, ‘Oh, my God, this fucking place is going to be awful. One of their friends declared them “the king and queen of the Bar & Chill.” Phil and Betty had organized an emergency fund for the restaurant’s staff during its Covid shutdown. He looked and sounded less like my idea of a Parrothead, as Jimmy Buffett’s diehard fans are called, than like Mike Ehrmantraut, the melancholic fixer in “Breaking Bad.” Standing off his left shoulder, his wife, Betty, red hair cut short, added a dash of urbanity, a spritz of Allison Janney. “I was in the air for twenty years,” he said. Formerly a research director at Forrester, retired since 2015. Phil Murphy, from Arlington, Massachusetts, aged sixty-four. The bald man, drinking a vodka soda, said his name was Phil.
