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Notes From The Editor The Wooden Bowl A frail old man went to live with his son, daughterin-law, and four-year-old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table, but the elderly man’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor, and, when he picked up his glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about father,” said the son. “I’ve had enough of his noisy eating, spilled milk, and food on the floor.” So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner together. And, since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Occasionally, the family would glance in Grandfather’s direction during a meal and see a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions whenever he dropped a fork or spilled food. The couple’s four-year-old watched all of this in silence. One evening before supper the father noticed his son sitting on the floor, playing with scraps of wood. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “I’m making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.” The boy smiled and went back to work. The child’s words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Within moments tears were streaming down their cheeks. Though not a word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening, as the family was about to sit down to dinner, the husband gently took his father’s hand and led him to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And, for some reason, neither the husband nor the wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth was soiled.

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08 Forgotten History of Bluffton’s United Methodist Church 12

The Burning of Bluffton - Revisted


The Rhythm of the South


Where to Wear Resort Wear... Everywhere!


Getting Lost on Pinkney Island


Do You Know The Path of The Wind?


What Happened to Rock N’ Roll?

42 A Day for Dad: Make His Father’s Day One to Remember!


08 History 16 Environment 19 Fashion 22 Your Corner 24 June Tides 32 Restaurant Guide 38 Over The Bridges 40 Music COVER: GREAT EGRET AT REST BY: ART FUNK 6 The Breeze June 2018


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Bluffton Methodist Church after the 1940 Hurricane

Almost Forgotten History of Bluffton’s United Methodist Church by John Samuel Graves, III

I shall begin at the end of this story and work backwards. Very few people today, if any, can remember the Bluffton hurricane of 1940. My mother, Florence Rubert Graves, lived in Bluffton at the time and she never forgot it. I had not been born yet. Later, it took me many years to fully understand the significance of Bluffton’s Methodist Church for my great grandparents, George and Jane Guilford. This article is about them and their long term relationship with Bluffton’s UMC On August 11, 1940, a Category 2 hurricane came ashore in Beaufort bringing winds of 105 mph, killing 34 people, and leaving at least $10 million worth of damage. (That would be approximately $178 million today.) Beaufort received almost 11 inches of rain in 24 hours. The people of Bluffton experienced the same storm. 8 #blufftoncom

Following are excerpts from my mother’s account that appeared in the newspaper several days after the event: Bluffton people have paused to take a breath after, first, a frantic struggle with a terrific storm that lashed out at the lowcountry Sunday and, second, after the first necessary efforts toward rehabilitation. This was undoubtedly the worst storm in this section of the country for ten years. The wind, high all morning, noticeably increased shortly after noon, and by 1 and 2 o’clock, many had already sought refuge in the school house, thought to be the safest building at hand due to its modern and sturdy construction. Many took their pets with them to sanctuary and there was a motley assortment of animals as well as humans. With every street cluttered and practically impassible even on foot, every tree a threat of danger, all electric wires

down, no telephone and no concrete aid or contact to be hoped for from the outside world, chaos reigned for a few brief hours. There were many children and families from out of town as two family reunions had been scheduled in Bluffton for that day, the Graves and the Hodges. The cottages along the river were filled with week-enders, some of whom had not heard the warning sent out that morning.

The Bluffton Methodist Episcopal Church, as it was initially called, was built on its current location on Calhoun Street sometime between 1890 and 1892. Some of the history of the Bluffton Methodist Church was recorded during that time and I inherited copies of two handwritten documents that discuss some of the early efforts at organizing the church, finding places to have church meetings, and purchasing land for the church.

The water rose to unheard of heights.The waves resembled those of the Atlantic itself. All of All-Joy, a small resort section just outside of town, was covered and water came up to the floors of several very high houses there. (Some of these houses were resting six or seven feet off the ground on pilings.) In Bluffton itself, the tide reached the porch of the Gold Eagle Tavern and swept away every dock along the bluff with the exception of the old pavilion which somehow withstood the forces turned against it. (The Gold Eagle Tavern used to be down by the river just past the Colcock-Teal House which is now owned by the Bluffton Historical Preservation Society.) Hilton Head and Jenkins Island were reportedly washed clean. Many buildings and houses were gone and, hence, many homeless. Many families, due to the tides and flood water from the swamps, were marooned in their own homes, with great fallen trees on every side. The trees, among them many of the beautiful age-old oaks this town is famous for, fell across the streets and struck several houses.The Methodist Church was completely demolished by one of these, the whole center crushed leaving the altar exposed at one end and the steeple slanting at the other with the faithful old bell poised visibly, as though to ring prophetically the last call to prayer. My great grandfather, George Sewell Guilford, had built the church’s steeple and bell tower. That is part of “the rest of the story” that follows..

Florencc Rubert Graves


A Methodist Society was organized in Bluffton by Rev. G. R. Whittaker, preacher in charge of the Hardeeville Circuit. Services were held prior to the organization at first in the old Masonic Lodge. After that was converted into a dwelling, the Vestrymen of the Episcopal Church gave us the use of that church, where services were held every third Sunday in the month at 4 O’clock P.M. On Feb. 1st, 1889 a site was purchased from Mrs. B. E. Guerand on which to erect a church for the sum of One Hundred and Fifty Dollars. J. C. Snyder, R. G. W. Bryant, W. H. Niver, and G. S. Guilford were elected to the Building Committee. The Breeze June 2018


The Organization Document shown is a reconstructed version of a handwritten record of the early organization of the Bluffton Methodist Episcopal Church in the 1880’s and 1890’s. The document was passed down to me by my Graves relatives. It probably was a product of a church meeting, perhaps the same meeting that produced The Resolutions Document that follows it. The Organization Document was unsigned and undated. However, it bears the same handwriting as the The Resolutions Document which was signed and dated by the church secretary, J. C. Snyder, on August 20, 1892. The Organization Document declares that a site for the new church was purchased on February 1, 1889 for $150.00. Mr. Snyder and three other men, including my great grandfather, George Sewell Guilford, were elected to the building committee. Both documents were too deteriorated to permit good photographs. The Organization Document details how the congregation had been meeting in the Masonic Lodge and then in the Episcopal Church before the construction of their new building. George Sewell Guilford did much of the carpentry on the new building, and probably much of the planning and coordinating of materials and labor. My relatives told me over the years that he had a high sense of pride and civic duty. For him the building of the church must have been a labor of love. He and his wife, Jane, remained members of this church for many years. Once built the new church stood for almost 50 years. Sadly, as the photo shows, it was destroyed by the hurricane that swept through Bluffton in 1940. The steeple and bell tower built by my great grandfather Guilford survived but were later taken down when the replacement church was constructed. George and Jane Guilford lived–and died–devotedly following the Methodist Rules of Life put forth by John Wesley in 1743. I know this from family records, oral histories, and from the record of their lives provided by their grandson, Andrew Peeples, in his Bluffton Boy stories. I also had lengthy discussions with Luke Peeples, their grandson, about these two wonderful people. (Luke’s mother Maud was George and Jane’s daughter.) George and Jane were driven by love and concern for each other, for their children, their extended families, their church and their adopted town, Bluffton. George went on to become mayor of Bluffton eleven times. Jane was a midwife and homeopathic, holistic health care practitioner affectionately called “Doctor Guilford.” When called to aid someone in need of her assistance she was known to travel many miles by horse and buggy or boat–any time of day or night. George and Jane’s lives can aptly be described by the Methodist Rules of Life: 10 #blufftoncom

• Do no harm, “avoiding evil of all kinds;” • Do good, “of every possible sort, and as far as possible, to all;” • Practice “the ordinances of God,” and engage in individual and communal spiritual practices such as prayer, Bible reading, worship and the Lord’s Supper.

The second family document that I have about the Bluffton Methodist Church, The Resolutions Document, is also a reconstructed version of a handwritten record of an early meeting of the Bluffton Methodist Episcopal

The Resolutions Document Bluffton, S. C. Aug. 20th, 1892 At a Meeting of the Pastor, Officers, and Members of the Methodist Episcopal Church at Bluffton, the following Resolutions were unanimously adopted: First, We extend our sincere thanks to the Pastor and Officers of the Episcopal Church for their Christian Benevolence that has given us the use of their House of Worship the past Four Years. Second, We feel a deep sense of gratitude that we pray will never be marred by any Sectarian Spirit, But as one Body of Christ, we may work together for the Spiritual Good of our community. Third, That a copy of these Resolutions be furnished to the Pastor of the Episcopal Church, and such publicity given as he may deem proper. J. C. Snyder, Secretary My musical compositions can also be found at Please read my recent articles in the April and May issues of The Breeze about George Sewell Guilford’s role in the incorporation of Bluffton in 1903. There are also other articles about the Guilfords on under the Articles Tab. My mother’s entire article, Bluffton Methodist Church Destroyed by Hurricane, can also be found on under the Articles Tab. I can be reached through my contact forms on my websites, and

George Sewell Guilford Church in 1892. The Methodists had been meeting in the Episcopal Church for four years prior to building their own church at their current location on Calhoun Street. After purchasing their church lot in 1889 they continued to meet in the Episcopal Church of the Cross until their new church was completed. The new church building was probably completed shortly before this resolution was adopted in 1892. George Guilford was considered a local authority on the Bible and taught both Sunday school and in the public school. His daughter played the piano on Sundays. George and Jane Guilford had moved to Bluffton in 1887 and quickly became very active in their church and town activities. George would spend his last 30 years in Bluffton. Jane would survive him by 21 years. They both died in Bluffton–George in 1917 and Jane in 1938. They are both buried in the Bluffton Cemetery.

Notes about the author: As the reader can surmise I am half Yankee and half Southerner. Had George and Jane Guilford never moved to Bluffton and had their grandson, my father, John Samuel Graves, Jr., not married a Yankee, I would never have existed. Apparently I have inherited some of the Guilford music and literary genes, as well as interests in creative writing from my mother. I hold degrees in English and Music Composition and Theory. A Starfell and Other Songs, my book of songs, can be found at Stock Farm Antiques and on my website,

Bluffton Methodist Church today. The Breeze June 2018


Soldier’s Letter of the Burning of Bluffton: An Eye-Witness Account Etching of pier at Pope Plantation on Hilton Head Island

By: Randolph Stewart

As an antiques dealer in Savannah for years I had the luck to discover a Confederate eyewitness letter of the Burning of Bluffton from a fellow dealer in Chattanooga,Tenn.. The letter is now in Bluffton in the possession of Michael and Corinne Reeves, my sister. Several years ago a friend and client of mine from Delaware and Spring Island found a Yankee eyewitness letter of the burning, purchased it for a sum of money at auction and the original now rests in care of the University of Delawae library. He presented me with the only archival copy so that I might bring it back home. On June 4, 1863 1800 Federal Troops entered the town to set it ablaze, from steamers that embarked at Pope Plantation on Hilton Head and set them ashore at Buckingham Landing, where they then surrounded and marched into town. In this letter Mr. John Day thought that the entire town was burned. Fortunately, as the Confederate Calvary, of some 600 troops, entered the town and skirmished with the Union troops, as they returned to the steamers to return to their forts and camps. The Confederate Troops helped to extinguish the fires, preventing total devastation and saving the homes and Church of The Cross that exist today. The Breeze has posted the four page letter in the June 2014 Issue which you can see on line at Past Issues. I have included in this issue a excerpt that was at the end of this letter. The name of the peom is The Soldiers’ Prayer.

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The Rhythm of the South By: Amber Hester Kuehn

Some things never fail. The tide comes in and the tide goes out. The rhythm is steady and on time. It takes 6 hours, 12 minutes, 23 seconds in the Lowcountry for the tide to come in and 6 hours, 12 minutes, 23 seconds for the tide to go out. There are two highs and two lows in a day. What would it mean for us if it only took 6 hours? The tide would be at the same time every day…For example: 12am low tide, 6am high tide, 12pm low tide, 6am high tide. It could be Sandbar Sunday every day! However, due to the 12 minutes and 23 seconds, you must add about 45 minutes each day to the ebb and fl ow. It’s hard to keep track…I need an app for that! A tide log is able to accurately indicate the high tide on this day 5 years from now as long as the moon is still revolving around the earth. We will have greater problems if it is not! 16 #blufftoncom

• If you have a fish tank at home, ask yourself “How often do I clean it out and is it often enough?” The typical response is once and month. The fi sh tank that is our tidal embayment, May River-Colleton Riv-er.-Okatie River-Chechesee River-Broad RiverBeau-fort River, gets cleaned out twice a day, every sin-gle day! The tide brings in an average of 8.5 feet of water into the land. We dilute it and pollute it, and the Ocean takes it back, fixes it, and gives us a new batch. We are very lucky to have this flush of water twice daily. This helps keep the waterway clean. Beaufort County gets a higher tide than the surround-ing areas. Florida gets a 2-4 ft. tide swing depending on how north you are on the peninsula. Charleston gets about a 5 ft. swing. We get more than double. It is, of course, because God loves us more and gives us more water in Beaufort County. That is the simple explanation. However it really has everything to do with the shape of our coast and the topography of the ocean floor inside the South Atlantic Bight, the curve of the continent on the Georgia and South Car-olina Coast. We are tucked back as far as possible. For 70 miles, there is a very slight drop off before the plateau shears off at “The Ledge”, a steep verti-cal drop of about 600 feet. The Blake Plateau is the second step, and it eventually drops suddenly thousands of feet. When I was in graduate school in Ft. Lauderdale,

I drove a dive boat. After exiting Port Everglades, your dive sight will be within a mile offshore in 70 feet of water. In Hilton Head, the first dive boat that I worked on, we traveled 16 miles offshore to the Eagle’s Nest wreckage for a depth of 70 feet. South Florida has deep water near shore. When the moon pulls the water to the shore in South Florida, there is a “deep glass” to fi ll and my dive boat had lines that stayed tied to the stationary dock as the adjustment was slight. When the moon pulls the water to the shore in Beaufort County, the shallow plateau fills very quickly and the water has nowhere to go but up! We don’t get more water, we just don’t have any-where to put it, hence the floating docks to adjust for the rise and fall.

There are some things that I believe everyone living in this area should know. This is definitely one of them. Our salt marsh estuary is unique, and the ex-treme tide is one of the features that makes it so. To learn more about why the pluff mud smells like rot-ten eggs, and why the water is green, join me aboard SPARTINA for a marine education tour. Amber Hester Kuehn, Spartina Marine Education Charters

There are many things that depend on the tide. For example, when the tide is high and the water is in the marsh grass, the juvenile fish growing up in the Nursery of the Ocean are safe in their 200,000 acres of hiding spots in the Beaufort County marsh and the dolphins have social hour. When the tide goes out, the dinner bell rings, and the dolphins go down the buffet line at the water’s edge where the small fi sh are congregating to be as close to their grass haven as possible.

MEASURING THE TIDE A revolutionary step forward in how NOAA measures water levels is with microwave radar water level sensors. They represent a significant technological improvement over acoustic sensors, and the Center for Operational Oceanographic Products and Ser-vices is in the process of transitioning most of its stations over to this technology. At present, they are the primary sensors at about 40 of NOAA›s 210 National Water Level Observation Network(NWLON) permanent stations and its 29 Physical Oceanographic Real Time Systems (PORTS®), which are located throughout the U.S. and its territories. The Breeze June 2018





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Growing up in the palm tree-lined streets of Miami, tropical influences were a large part of my youth. Nothing better showcased the bright, colorful atmosphere of the tropics than the vi-brant prints and styles of what is called resort wear. In the 1960s, Lilly Pulitzer was making her mark on the Florida lifestyle with her now famous shift. I got to model one of her designs in a teen fashion show at Walt Disney World – and even had the opportunity to meet her in person. It was a powerful memory for me as a young woman to wear such beautiful clothing and meet a successful female entrepreneur. If you’re unfamiliar with the Lilly brand story, like most inventions, her famous floral shift came out of necessity. She created her colorful, vibrant prints to help camouflage the stains that were the result of making her fruit juices from her Palm Beach fruit stand. As the Lilly Pulitzer website states, “She built a business on a spill and she lived in paradise year-round.” Another influence in resort wear came even decades before, via Coco Chanel. Even though Chanel began with her hats, she expanded into what is considered one of the first true resort wear lines. Resort wear has continued to evolve, and things have certainly progressed since I donned my first Lilly dress back in the 1980s to today. Resort wear is now worn daily, as resort living has also become year-round. Dressing in causal, colorful and relaxed clothing is no longer restricted to a season – it is now a lifestyle. In Bluffton and on the Island, we see women dressing this way every day. You can now see floral shifts in the spring and vibrant pants mixed with colorful knit tops in the cooler months. It’s also not unusual to see relaxing and soothing styles in warm and pastel colors. The fabric may change for the seasons, but the relaxing styles, and eye-catching hues remain the same. The Breeze June 2018


But styles have taken a slight variation – the shift still exists and is a staple – but so is Athleisure wear. Athleisure, or “sport leisure,” is defined by Merriam-Webster as “casual clothing designed to be worn for both exercising and for general use.” I pondered how this shift may have taken place and asked part-time island resident, Denine Pezone. Denine is the Owner and Founder of Ardent Associates, a consulting firm focusing on branding and market strategy. Regarding the rise of Athleisure wear, she points out that, “While most fashion apparel markets are suffering, sport apparel is growing at a faster rate than any other apparel category in the USA, realizing continued year-over-year growth.” Yoga, as I discussed in last month’s article, is now my sport of choice, with golf coming in second. Living in the lowcountry gives women so many outdoor sports and activities – making athleisure wear a viable, fashionable clothing option. The performance materials make looking good easy and performing more enjoyable, because as the labels state, sweat does wick. Ms. Pezone reports, “Trends of athleisure goods and sports-inspired apparel are reported as sportswear apparel but will likely not be used for physical activity or sport. We have watched this category grow over the years, beginning with ‘casual Friday’ that took the golf apparel market by storm. Now, as consumers are looking for staple items that are declared comfortable, we see the yoga pants and active apparel bottoms everywhere. Much of the growth is realized by Millennials, but all age groups are contributing to this trend and we don’t predict a slow down any time soon.”

Relax, Reflect, and Recharge

Millennial women grew up participating in sports in school, and athletic wear was a part of their basic wardrobe. It is so much easier now to incorporate those pieces in your day-to-day wardrobe as lines like Athleta, one of my favorites, makes clothing that can go from workout to going out. There are also many ways to layer these new performance lines with traditional ready to wear lines. One bonus to the new wave of athleisure wear is added SPF protection – it keeps sunburn at bay while spending days on the river or beaches. The shops of Bluffton and Hilton Head Island make it easy for you dress with resort flair. They have so many great options, as many of their shops are built around the resort lifestyle. As Ralph Lauren writes in his self-titled book, “I’ve always believed one could live many lives through the way we dress and the places we travel to, even if just in our imagination. The world is open to us, and each day is an occasion to reinvent ourselves.” Isn’t it so wonderful that the women can dress in such vibrant and relaxing ways? To enjoy their days on the river and shores, at the gym, and dining outdoors. We are lucky to live the lowcountry life – to make resort living a lifestyle – Relax, Reflect and Recharge. 20 #blufftoncom





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Getting Lost on Pinckney Island Exploration and Wonder in Our Own National Wildlife Refuge by: Michele Roldan-Shaw

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There was a time when I could get lost on Pinckney Island. Newly arrived to the Lowcountry, I had not yet explored every nook and cranny of the refuge—as I would in time do—nor had I learned to read the land the way I later could. And I’ll tell you what I mean by that. In the early days I hiked to a part of Pinckney called Shell Point on the map, and using my sense of dead reckoning I gazed across the marsh to a distant blackish-green patch of woods that I judged to be the parking lot. It couldn’t have been more than a mile as the crow flies. “I’ll cut cross-country to my truck,” I thought. In those days of my wild adventuring I’d do anything to avoid a backtrack; but certain natural barriers—open water, sheer cliffs, thorn thickets, impenetrable masses of vegetation—must cause even the heartiest explorers to turn tail. A good tidal marsh is one of those. From Shell Point I did a tough bushwhack followed by a long slog through increasingly boggy mud and pokey grass, until at last as the sun dropped I admitted defeat. It was an important lesson: just because the marsh looks like land at low tide, that doesn’t mean you can walk over it! Now I need only make a visual scan of such terrain, and just by subtle variations in the grass I can tell where the land dips down to mud or a hidden creek—but back then I was a fresh-faced fool with stars in my eyes. Pinckney Island! It was the first place I recall taking myself on my own set of wheels, when I moved to Bluffton at age 21 and bought my first car. My cousin had gotten me a job as a security officer on Hilton Head, and the day we crossed that bridge with its incredible view that everyone who comes here knows about, looking over

sparkly Mackey Creek and the Intracoastal with its oyster beds and tiny islands and those big-cloud South Carolina blue skies, I felt so happy. I saw the brown highway sign (the color brown always means nature attraction) and thought, “The first chance I get I’m coming here.” And I did. On my day off with camera in hand I hit the magical land of Pinckney and was wonderstruck before even leaving the parking lot. What were these forests?! Pines and palms growing together in an orangeish-brown wood of wild twisty oak limbs draped by backlit beards of moss, and jungle vines, and magnolias of the real-life South, and more little palm fronds sprouting all over the ground, and beyond that the open sun-drenched marsh. I found a pure white feather and stuck it in my hair like Pocahontas, and when I got back to my cousin’s house still wearing that feather it was the proud token of one who’s seen something truly wonderful in the world. It was during that first trip that I walked up on a humongous orange snake—like something out of the Jungle Book!—with markings so beautiful I could scarcely believe it was real. A visit to the nature section of the library resulted in the hypothesis that it was a corn snake, later confirmed at the Edisto Island Serpentarium; and although today it’s one of my top three favorite snakes, I’ve never seen one in the woods since.

Editors Note: I did not want to label the beautiful photography, with bird names. Enjoy Nature! The Breeze June 2018


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But that only begins the list of cool wildlife I’ve encountered on Pinckney. There was the mad-eyed possum staggering its death throes in a field (rabies? intoxication of fermented fruits? animal dementia in extreme old age?) and the deer I’ve scared out of their hidden grass beds at extremely close range, startling me as much as them. There was the pair of kit foxes I came face to face with after stumbling onto their den in a section of exposed live oak roots under a creek bank. There have been alligators and turtles basking around the fresh-water ponds, pods of dolphins in the salt creeks, harmless black snakes that shot out from under my feet, butterflies fluttering among roadside thistles or in the planted butterfly garden, hundreds of fiddler crabs receding in a sheet before my feet over the sun-baked sand flats at low tide, armadillos scuffling up the pine straw and raccoons with their little arched bandit-backs prowling for mussels in the marsh. I’ve never seen a wild hog or bobcat on Pinckney, much less a bear or panther, as there must have been in the old days. I’ve also never seen a poisonous snake, despite having tramped there in all weather and seasons. But I have gotten ticks, redbugs and poison ivy, so watch out. Most know Pinckney Island as a birding spot, and for this it absolutely never disappoints. On any given day, at any given hour, you can see the most fantastic array of winged beauties. Great blue herons, little green herons, night herons and Louisiana tricolors are all residents. Same with great egrets, snowy egrets and cattle egrets, all of which are white; but the great egrets are the largest

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and most iconic. The sound of them squawking irritably as they flap off with their big white wings over the marsh is as quintessential to the Lowcountry as the sound of dolphins blowing or shrimp popping in the creek. Ibis are the white ones with curved red beaks that feed in flocks over the tidal flats, and wood storks are the white ones with black wingtips up in trees. You can see osprey and eagles on Pinckney, hawks, falcons, buzzards, kites, and swallow-tail kites perhaps. There are any number of songbirds in the forests (the most prized being the beautiful painted bunting) just as there are any number of shorebirds along the creeks (plovers, oystercatchers, sandpipers and that sort of thing) plus a sampling of waterfowl (buffleheads, mergansers, different types of ducks.) I don’t know a ton about birds, but many who visit Pinckney seem to, with their massive zoom lenses set up on tripods at Ibis Pond. This is a good starting point for beginners because it’s only a short walk along a wide gravel road from the parking lot, and it is a rookery: utterly teeming with birds that nest there in a noisy showy poopy feather-dropping colony. Early mornings and late evenings are the best time to catch action, and spring is the exciting season of hatching young. Pinckney is also an important stopover for migratory birds along the Atlantic Flyway, coming from north to south in fall, and south to north in spring on their ancient routes. They land here in the thousands to rest up and feed.

Folks bring their bikes to Pinckney, especially if they want to reach the furthest tip of White Point seven miles from the parking lot, or any of the other points or ponds in the network of 14+ trail miles. But it’s not until you ditch the bike and get into the woods on foot, or strike out over sand flats on an outgoing, or pick your way along water’s edge under a tunnel of live oaks stretching their mossy limbs from little bluffs, that you will really get lost on Pinckney. It will be an experience you’re not likely to forget, just as a special dream lingers—so vivid yet hazy all at once, more about the feelings than what actually happened. Go to Pinckney to dream a real dream of the Lowcountry the way it once was, and the way we’d do well to keep it. We want to thank all of the wonderful nature photographers - Amateurs and Professional alike. They know the experience of being up close with our Lowcountry feathered friends! Unleash your inner Birder and send us your own pictures #blufftoncom & The Breeze June 2018


Steak Florentine @ Andes Rotisserie

RESTAURANT GUIDE May River Grill** 1263 May River Rd. (843) 757-5755

Toomers’ Bluffton Seafood House** 27 Dr. Mellichamp Dr. (843) 757-0380 The Village Pasta Shoppe** 10 B, Johnston Way (843) 540-2095 Andes Rotisserie 7 Johnston Way (843) 837-9909

Agave Side Bar 13 State Of Mind St. (843) 757-9190 Alvin Ord’s of Bluffton 1230 A, May River Rd. (843) 757-1300 Amigos Cafe y Cantina 133 Towne Drive (843) 815-8226 Buffalo Wild Wings 1188 Fording Island Rd. (843) 837-9453 Backwater Bill’s 202 Hampton Lake Crossing (843) 8836-7475 Black Balsam & Blue 1534 Fording Island Rd. (843) 837-2583 Bluffton BBQ 11 State Of Mind St. (843) 757-7427 The Bluffton Room 15 Promenade St.  (843) 757-3525 The Brick Chicken 1011 Fording Island Rd.   (843) 836-5040 British Open Pub – Bluffton 1 Sherington Dr. #G  (843) 815-6736 Buffalo’s at Palmetto Bluff 1 Village Park Square (843) 706-6630

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Cahill’s Chicken Kitchen 1055 May River Rd. (843) 757-2921

Calhoun’s 9 Promenade St. (843) 757-4334 Captain Woody’s 17 State Of Mind St. (843) 757-6222  Choo Choo BBQ Express 129 Burnt Church Rd. (843) 815-7675 Chow Daddy’s – Belfair 15 Towne Center Dr. (843) 757-2469 Corks Wine Co. 14 Promenade St. #306 (843) 816-5168 Corner Perk 1297 May River Rd. (843) 816-5674 The Cottage 38 Calhoun St. (843) 757-0508 Dolce Vita 163 Bluffton Rd., Ste. F (843) 815-6900 Downtown Deli 27 Dr. Mellichamp Dr. (843) 815-5005 Farm 1301 May River Rd. (843) 707-2041 Fat Patties 207 Bluffton Rd. (843) 815-6300 Fiesta Fresh Mexican Grill 876 Fording Island Rd., Ste. 1 (843) 706-7280 Giuseppi’s Pizza & Pasta 25 Bluffton Rd., Ste. 601 (843) 815-9200 Grind Coffee Roasters 7 Simmonsville Rd. #600 (843) 422-7945


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Mulberry Street Trattoria 1476 Fording Island Rd. (843) 837-2426

Saigon Cafe 1304 Fording Island Rd. (843) 837-1800

HogsHead Kitchen • Wine Bar 1555 Fording Island Rd., Ste. D (843) 837-4647

Okatie Ale House 25 William Pope Ct. (843) 706-2537

Sippin Cow 36 Promenade St. (843) 757-5051

Jim ’N Nick’s Bar-B-Q 872 Fording Island Rd. (843) 706-9741 The Juice Hive 14 Johnston Way (843) 757-2899 Katie O’Donald’s 1008 Fording Island Rd. #B (843) 815-5555 Kobe Japanese Restaurant 30 Plantation Park Dr., Ste. 208 (843) 757-6688 Local Pie Bluffton 15 State Of Mind St. (843) 837-7437 Longhorn Steakhouse 1262 Fording Island Rd., Tanger I (843) 705-7001 Mellow Mushroom 878 Fording Island Rd. (843) 706-0800 Mi Tierra 27 Mellichamp Dr., Unit 101 (843) 757-7200

Old Town Dispensary 15 Captains Cove (843) 837-1893 The Pearl Kitchen and Bar 55 Calhoun St. (843) 757-5511 Pour Richard’s 4376 Bluffton Pkwy. (843) 757-1999 (843) 837-1893 Red Fish Bluffton 32 Bruin Rd. (843) 837-8888 Red Stripes Caribbean Cuisine 8 Pin Oak St. (843) 757-8111 Savory Cafe & Provisions 1533 Fording Island Road Suite 302 (843)837-3336 Salty Dog Bluffton 1414 Fording Island Rd. Tanger Outlet ll (843) 837-3344

Southern Barrel Brewing Co. 375 Buckwalter Place Blvd. (843) 837-2337  Squat ’N’ Gobble 1231 May River Rd. (843) 757-4242 Stooges Cafe 25 Sherington Dr., Ste. F  (843) 706-6178  Truffle’s Cafe 91 Towne Dr. (843) 815-5551 Twisted European Bakery 1253 May River Rd., Unit A (843) 757-0033 Walnuts Café 70 Pennington Dr., Ste. 20 (843) 815-2877 Wild Wings Cafe 1188 Fording Island Rd. (843) 837-9453 ** See the ads in The Bluffton Breeze and for more info

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Do You Know the Path of The Wind? By: Gene Cashman The reality is we have very little control over the events in our lives. We make choices, certainly, that have consequences, but the manner in which our planned trajectory gets intercepted is totally unknown to us in each living moment until it happens. It doesn’t have to be traumatic, although those are the most noted; the stroke or heart attack, the car accident or robbery. Often it’s what goes unnoticed in the folds of life that are most significant, sometimes so subtle as to escape consciousness. The weather that delays a flight, allowing time for a conversation that wouldn’t have otherwise occurred or the invasive seed the wind blows into your perfectly tended garden that goes unnoticed until the next spring. We all want control, but none of us truly have dominion over much more than how we constantly must react to the unexpected. Henry’s sippy cup dropped to the ground and Betsy instinctively scooped him up into her arms and quickly walked behind our car. I thought maybe he was choking or having an allergic reaction that she didn’t want the other kids to see. We were picnicking in our back driveway. It was a beautiful and unseasonably warm day. It was Mother’s Day and my birthday. She beckoned me to follow. “Did you see that” she whispered “he had another one.” I studied her face, uncertain as to what 34 #blufftoncom

exactly she was referring to. I could see he wasn’t choking or in shock. She tried to explain without alarm. I hadn’t noticed. I wasn’t concerned, though, as I watched the boy wiggle and squirm in his mother’s arms. “Mama, Mama” he called out as Betsy took him inside to further check him out. Oddly, I was relieved to learn Henry had a high fever. We had come home to picnic instead of going to the park to play. An occasion made possible only because our church service had ended early and we decided to make a trip home to eat before going to the park. Had church ended as normal and had we gone to the park as planned we probably would have missed, for many hours, Henry’s high fever and the unusual behavior it was causing. Instead, Betsy went inside to put Henry in his crib to sleep in the cool house. I returned to the table and finished Mother’s Day lunch with the rest of the children feeling blessed Henry was sleeping inside and not at a hot city park. That evening, as I prepped dinner and cocktails for a celebratory meal, I kept a close eye on Henry. He sat in his high chair, as usual, and watched me. He was fussy, but otherwise normal. Suddenly and without warning he stretched out his arms and legs towards me, as if he had been shocked. His eyes grew wide

and for a brief moment he froze, before going limp then instantly reverting to a scared, alarmed wail. “Whoa” I said aloud, locking eyes with him “that’s not normal.” We both shared a startled and frightened look. I had now definitely noticed what I hadn’t seen before. I was now definitely alarmed. Betsy scooped him in her arms. “Call the weekend on-call nurse” she said. I have been a healthcare administrator for nearly twenty years. I have been in all kinds of stressful situations. Recommendations to take your child to the emergency room are never welcomed and create fear for any parent, even those in the business. The cynic in me usually says “well, don’t panic they are just playing things safe, they’ve got to cover their backsides,” while the pragmatist in me says “how am I going to adjust or react to a serious life change for one of my children.” The father in me usually supersedes and says “how do I resolve this present issue.” Fortunately, Betsy and I both kicked into solve this problem mode. Senses of urgency bring productive stress thoughts and destructive stress thoughts. Constructive stress thoughts are ensuring the other children and taken care of by doing something constructive like Betsy calling my sisters to come over. Destructive stress thoughts involve driving to the hospital as fast as you can, cursing every red light, even though you rationally know it’s not an immediate emergency because the child is breathing, alert and oriented. That doesn’t keep the devilish internal voice from telling you “but you don’t really know” and “if you just had control this wouldn’t be happening. Drive faster and take more risk.” Working as a team Betsy and I managed to arrive safely to the hospital. When I wear my healthcare administrator hat, especially the one that is focused on lower cost community health options, the idea of what presents to an “emergency room” can be oxymoronic to me. For every trauma there are a dozen earaches and ankle sprains that could be seen for far cheaper and more quickly in a physician’s office or minor medical center. Our visit fell in the middle spectrum of what emergency rooms have evolved into, the precautionary “could be something” visit. Meaning, the rush and adrenaline to “get busy saving” quickly grinds to a halt once you realize you have been triaged as non-emergent. It’s emergent to the parent who is hyper aware the baseline functioning of their child is off, but once triaged as stable you are put in the queue with the earaches and ankle sprains. The waiting game begins. It’s a purgatory most people who present to the “emergency room” find themselves cast to, an experience somewhere between the post office at Christmas and the DMV at the end of a month. You circle the proverbial airport praying to land, completely

at the mercy of unseen decision makers and in control of nothing but your temper. Certainly, someone with an earache might think they have brain cancer, but neither are technically an emergency. You fume silently as others go back before you. Thus, the tyranny of the urgent takes over and the daddy and mama bear emerge, not unlike Dr. David Banner would transform into the Incredible Hulk when stressed. Affability and patience break down in five minute increments. Twenty minutes ago you were politely smiling at the woman across the way. Now, you scowl at her for no good reason at all, other than feeling ignored and not a priority. Even as a seasoned healthcare administrator who works tirelessly to fix it, I cannot help but to admit the whole experience is frustrating and maddening.

The moment you have waited for usually arrives when you are least expecting it. When it does occur you don’t know if you should be angry or relieved. The adrenaline surge has long been replaced by an annoying nervous stomach. You just sort of sit and stare and listen to the “bee boop” of the pulse oximetry equipment. You think about what this is going to cost. You make a note to call the billing office and tell them your wife’s comment of “I wish they saw my child as quickly as they took my co-pay.” You think about what you could be doing. You The Breeze June 2018


wish you had something to eat. Conversation long ago replaced by silently taking turns holding a squirming baby boy. You listen to the voices of hospital staffing talking through the curtain and incredulously think about what they could be doing if they weren’t joking around with one another so dang much. Then, from behind that same curtain appears the physician. As if conjured by a genie they appear. In a flurry the room is filled with a physician, a nurse, and scribes all looking at you and talking at once. You stare back but it becomes hard to focus on just one person. Finally one of them, presumably the physician, sits down and everyone else stops talking. It’s interrogation time. Questions come rapidly. You get instantly anxious trying to remember all the questions you want to ask in return. All you want to hear is what is wrong, something definitive. “Wwwwell ” the physician hedges all the while making the same contorted faces someone does before puking. Words matter, especially in the hospital. “Well” is a more benign way of starting a conversation with “I really don’t know.” That’s basically and ultimately what the physician said, “it could be this and it might not be that but it’s hard to say.” The bottom line and I suppose what we wanted to hear all along was “it’s not an imminent danger.” Although, that’s really funny and hollow considering the other hundred or so words were a collection of sentence fragments and facial contortions. Rigors were the conclusion. It was one part febrile seizure and one part we don’t know. We assured the team we understood everything we had been told, even as we looked at each other and shrugged. Everyone exited. Suddenly the room was silent again. All that was left was more waiting before finally being discharged. We arrived home to a backyard full of noise. Sisters and cousins jammed to music and played in the sprinkler. My grill blazed and the smell of hamburgers and charcoal filled the air. It was a party. What an unexpected finding and a stark contrast to where we had been. The family mob gathered around the car and welcomed Henry home. We walked into a clean kitchen and a buffet of food. It was mother’s day for Betsy and it was my birthday. We’d spent the majority of the day alarmed, concerned, frustrated, anxious and finally relieved and happy to be home. We thanked family and retreated to put Henry in bed. He was still exhausted, we were exhausted. We all fell into bed and slept deeply and soundly that night. The next morning was more fever, but being a Monday Betsy got through to our pediatrician. Betsy explained, over speakerphone, all the symptoms and everything that had gone on. There was a slight pause before our pediatrician gave a confident diagnosis, “roseola” she said without hesitation “high fever can cause seizures.” Her statement was simple, concise and 36 #blufftoncom

confident. Certainly, there will be observation and days of careful watching ahead, but the conclusion spelled out a plan and gave us, as parents, tasks to focus on outside of worry. I have seen the quote on those little desk calendars that say “to be a parent is to have your heart walk around outside your body.” That’s a little cheesy for the brand of wine I like to drink, but it does highlight the faith and perseverance it takes to love and serve and care for someone, especially when one stops to consider how little we control in this life. You have got to be prepared to have your heart broken, without letting that broken heart break you. Ultimately, the experience with Henry was a gentle reminder that brought me back to what David wrote in the Psalms saying “we have been both fearfully and wonderfully made” for a unique and specific purpose, but also as Solomon reminds in

Ecclesiastes that “as we don’t know the path of the wind…we cannot understand the work of God.” All we can do is pour joy and life into others and have faith that in all things their life as well as ours, in all its unique circumstances, is being worked out for good. As I held my son in that hospital on Mother’s Day and on my birthday, wishing I were home and fussing at the inconveniences of modern healthcare, I was comforted by the thought that there was no other better place for me or Betsy to be. We were in fact doing what we were created to do. The point of being born is to live and to love to the glory of the lord. While loving someone never takes a holiday and will frequently interrupt the plans you’ve made it is without a doubt always worth it, even if it might break your heart at some point. I am thankful in these days between the celebration of Mothers in May and Fathers in June that I have been loved by both.

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OVER the BRIDGES June Events

in Bluffton, Beaufort, Hilton Head & Savannah


Hilton Head Island

June 4: The International Junior Golf Association (IJGA) Junior Golf Summer Camp Program for boys and girls ages 10-18 at the Old Carolina campus in Bluffton. Program begins June 4 and runs 9 weeks offering day camp or overnight boarding. Contact Patrick O’Toole to reserve your weeks 843-384-1141. For more information visit:

June 1: Gregg Russell Memorial Day Concerts 8:00-9:30 pm. Harbour Town Yacht Basin. A Sea Pines classic! You will find him under the Liberty Oak in Harbour Town events/Gregg-Russell-Memorial-Day-Concerts

Farmers Market of Bluffton: Every Thursday 1-6 Calhoun Street. Fresh local produce (organic & traditional) live music, and prepared foods. Join the fun!! June 15-16: Bluffton Community Celebration. A celebration of Emancipation and freedom with special guest Joe McGIll, Founder of The Slave Dwelling Project at the Heyward House & Old Oyster Factory Park. Presented by The Bluffton MLK Observance Committee and The Bluffton Historical Preservation Society. Friday 2-4 at Heyward House, presentation and discussion, 8-10 pm fireside dialogue with Joe McGill, Sleep over for first 25 signups. Saturday 12-4 Free at Oyster Factory Park: Kids Zone, Call Heyward House 843-757-6293 or visit their Facebook page for more info. June 25-29: Lowcountry Community Church “AMPED” Art Camp. Local artists will instruct children on varied art techniques. Camp is open to children ages 6-12. Register by Monday, June 18th at 843-836-1101 9:am-1:00pm

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June 1: 10am-2pm Meet and Greet with Lowcountry Critters. Join us at the Coastal Discovery Museum June through August to meet the critters that call the lowcountry their home. Joe Maffo will have live alligators, snakes, rabbits, chickens, and who knows what for this fun “Meet and Greet” adventure. No reservations needed. $5.00 for kids, and $10.00 for adults. 70 Honey Horn Drive, Hilton Head Island June1-June 3rd: 39th Annual Honor Our Heroes Banana Open. Presented by Hickory Tavern benefitting the Honor Our Heroes Foundation. 12:00, Men/s women’s singles, doubles & combo mixed doubles, 55 and over for doubles and mixed doubles. Palmetto Dunes Oceanfront Resort, HHI. 855-450-4861 for more information Every Saturday through October: Learn to Fish and Crab 4:00-6:00 pm. Free to the public. All supplies provided, weather permitting. Members of Mt. Calvary Missionary Baptist Church will offer guidance. Location: Rowing and Sailing Center, Gumtree Road, Hilton Head Island SC 29928

June 11-27: SummerCamp at Boys &GirlsClub of Hilton Head Island. Offering educational programs infused arts and technology, outdoor fun including fishing, golf, soccer, disc golf and awesome field trips. Summer Brain Gain for teens, reading enhancement programs, sports, fitness, and recreational activities, and more. Eight week Program. 151 Gumtree Rd. 843-689-3646 Monday-Friday 7:30 am-6:00pm or June 11-Aug 3: Visual & Performing Arts Summer Camps, at the Arts Center of Coastal Carolina. Ages 6-14. Various camps offered from” Take the Stage!”, “Mixed up Master Pieces”, “Theatre Camp”, “Kids n’ Clay”, to arts integration with Science, Technology, Engineering, Arts, and Math (“STEAM”) Camp. To register ARTSHHI.COM/WORKSHOPS or call 843-686-3945 X205. 14 Shelter Cove Ln, HHI.

Savannah June 1: First Fridays art March. Every First Friday of the month, Art Rise Savannah presents the First Friday Art March throughout the Victorian and Starland Districts of Savannah. Discover local art, music, food and culture all over Georgia First City and to galleries and shops around Forsyth Park and past. Free entry to all. Art March Trolley picks up in approximately 20 minute intervals from 6-9 pm June 1-June 30: Daily Cannon Firings at Old Fort Jackson. 11:00 am and 2:00 pm as well as daily interactive programs.This National Historic Landmark is open daily from 9am-5pm. 1 Fort Jackson Road- 912-232-3945 June1-June 30: Savannah Live, at the historic Savannah Theatre. Savannah Live is a high-energy 2 hour variety show that features everything from “Pop to “Broadway” and “Motown” to “Rock & Roll!” Featuring a rockin’ live band and eight singers, it is sure to be the most fun that you have in Savannah! 222 Bull Street, Savannah Ga 31401. Box Office (912) 233-7764

June 7-9: 63rd Annual Beaufort Water Festival Fishing Tournament, Downtown Beaufort Marina. Go to sports-water-air.html for detailed information. June 23: Dragonboat Beaufort: 6th Annual Dragonboat Race Day at Henry C. Chambers Waterfront Park on the Beaufort River. Fun and festivities. Three sets of races, 35 teams of paddlers to win trophies and raise money for local cancer patients. Visit Wednesdays-June 1-30: Downtown Beaufort Farmers Market 2-6 pm at Henry c. Chambers Waterfront Park Pavilion. Area Farmers & Growers, Live Entertainment, Prepared Foods made with local ingredients. 843-525-6644 or June 23-24: 63rd Annual Beaufort Water Golf Tournament, Fripp Island Ocean Point & Ocean Creek Golf Courses. 8 am Check-In, 9 am Shotgun Start. www. JULY 28-31: USCB Residential Soccer Camp. For serious high school female athletes looking to be challenged. College coaches and players lead sessions. Housing provided. Spaces are limited. Register by July 15th at

June 1-June 30: Loyalist and Liberty .ThursdaysSaturdays: The Loyalist & Liberty program at the Savannah History Museum at 10:30 am, 12:30 pm, & 2:30 pm. This program offers visitors an in- depth understanding of the Revolutionary War in Savannah with a musket demonstration and a visitor reenactment on Battlefield Memorial Park.303 MLK, Jr Blvd, Savannah GA

Beaufort June 1st: First Fridays at Habersham Marketplace, Concert Series continues year around! Join us on the First Friday of every month. Enjoy dining in one of the Marketplaces three restaurants before the live music starts at 6 pm. Free. The Breeze June 2018


MUSIC TOWN By: Jevon Daly What happened to rock n’ roll? I see alot of stuff on facebook. Thanks but no thanks if you are posting stuff about religion or politics, am I right? Am I left? Who cares? We have so much more in common guys. Baby pictures, food pictures. Gym pictures?

If you don’t like what your “friends” are posting you can do a few things. Write a funny comment and nicely tell them that you don’t appreciate pictures of them in Cabo while you are in a cubicle at work or home dealing with a screaming child. If you are developing a muffin top and are sick of seeing super muscles sweating at the gym, send em a pm or dm asking if you can join. But if you are posting stuff like “man, there is no more good rock n’ roll anymore” be prepared to be served today by your fave local music writer, me. There are a few issues at play here when «dad» is posting stuff like «man, i saw zeppelin in 1973 and robert plant sang a note so high birds started falling out of the sky and then jimmy page started shredding!!!”

First of all, dad was 19 at the time. His skin was amazing, he didn’t eat twinkies yet, and had no responsibilities. Therefore, he could roll around in his station wagon with the radio cranked and listen to music while his hair blew in the wind. The second issue is that mom had kids and the eighties came along and MTV came into our houses with the tunes. It got easy. Mom was cooking and Dad was working {or vice versa} . Music becomes harder to digest when you are tired from work or just wanna watch TV quietly in your bed.  So there are two big reasons why people lose touch with music. Rock music, whatever.....Then phones come along. OMG if i hear someone playing music on their phone to ‘show someone’ a new song again I’m gonna lose it {ofcourse I’ve done it}. Little tiniest speaker on the planet playing a bass heavy Rhianna song? Fail. Failure. That’s a faux paux , guys. It doesn’t translate to your iphone speaker. Shrill noises coming out of a $700 phone sound like nails on slate.  If you are 16 and reading this and wanna turn your dad on to a new song that you are listening to at LEAST break out

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the Bose speaker and play it for him on there. Dad thinks rock n’ roll is dead. In summarizing this article I wanna point out that reconnecting with ROCK music is easy. Go on youtube and search for a song you like. Now look on the right side of your screen. Those are songs that are typically listened to by others that like the song you are listening to. Spotify is another way people are ingesting music these days. is a website that has new music up all the time.  Same thing.  It’s all on the internet is the big difference. So go out there and buy a phone that costs as much as your first car did in high school and you will be current and ready for the new Alabama Shakes album whenever the record company decides the industry is ready for them to release a new album.

EDITORS NOTE: Looking up who died in 1991 we only found Freddy Mercury! Any ideas out there?

Ah forget it. Maybe rock n’ roll died in 1991.

The Breeze June 2018


A Day for Dad:

Make This Father’s Day One to Remember By Kimberly Blaker It doesn’t matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was. -- Anne Sexton Fathers play a significant role in their kids’ lives. They’re important role models, influence children’s self-esteem and school performance, and make great coaches and fun-loving playmates. Once kids have grown and aged, fathers make great friends, confidants, and are there to lend a hand. Father’s Day is just around the corner, so don’t be caught scrambling for the perfect way to show you care. Try some of these ideas to show your dad just how important he is to you. Don’t just read it! I miss you Dad! 42 #blufftoncom

Video Surprise – Make a “World’s Best Dad” video he’ll treasure for years to come. Put on your brainstorming cap for your own ideas, or try some of these ideas for your video. Share special memories of your dad, sing to him, read him a poem, or do skits. Get the whole family involved and conduct interviews with each other with Dad as the main topic. Don’t forget your props such as a banner or collection of his prized possessions including sports trophies or equipment to add a personal touch. Most importantly, be sure to let him know just how much he means to you in your video. King for the Day – It isn’t everyday your dad gets waited on hand and foot. Offer to be his loyal servant for the day. Bring him coffee and toast in bed; fetch The Breeze magazine; lay out his clothes, bath towel, and mat; be host or hostess and serve him beverages and snacks; clean up after him and anything else to give him royal treatment. Memories of Dad – Buy a scrapbook, and create a record of memories about you and your dad. Include photos of special outings, events, and holidays you’ve had together. postcards, and brochures. _those special times with your father.

A Man to Remember – Get your creative juices flowing, and write a poem for your dad. You don’t need to be a poet. Describe the impact he’s had on your life, how he’s helped you to become the person you are today, and what he means to you. Then print and mount it! Musical Moment – Take your father to see his favorite band or performing artist, enjoy a jazz or blues at an Old Town festival, or pack up some lawn chairs, and enjoy a local concert at Shelter Cove. Togetherness Takes Two – Has your dad been putting off the dreaded task of cleaning out his garage, or washing his car? Give him a hand! Sports Buff’s Surprise – Take your dad for a sporting good time. Play a game of golf, tennis, or basketball, go fishing, or enjoy a paddle on The May. Weekend Getaway – Get in touch with nature and each other on a camping trip for two. Spend your weekend enjoying nature hikes, fishing, boating, and taking it easy together.

A Gift of Giving – Does your dad have a favorite cause or charity such as the Humane Society, the Nature Conservancy, or American Cancer Society? If so, why not give him a membership or make a donation in his name? Remember small donations add up and are always appreciated.

Father’s Day Feast - As the old adage goes, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. So treat dad to a mouth-watering meal on the barbecue, but don’t forget to include his favorite dessert. Treat Him Like a King – What better way to show your appreciation for all his hard work than to indulge him? Give your father a gift certificate for a professional massage, which will be sure to please. Take a Stroll – Enjoy a walk on the beach together. Better yet, gather your bikes and enjoy the fresh summer air with a nature walk on Pinkney Island. Certificates of Appreciation – Show Dad you appreciate his hard work by returning the favor. Make coupons that say: “In appreciation for all that you do, Dad. Redeem this certificate for a hassle-free car wash by me!” Other favors include sweeping out the garage, mowing the lawn, or any other task he normally handles. Catch a Flick…..or two – Treat your dad to a movie fest. Rent a couple newly released videos or some of his long time favorites. Or head to the cinemas for a double feature. Whether you take the movies in at home or the theater, don’t forget the hot, buttered popcorn, candy, and soft drinks.

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Better Banking The Credit Union Way Carolyn Roman, CPM FCU Sales and Service Manager

Have you ever worked out in the hot sun in the middle of a South Carolina summer and stopped to have a glass of iced cold tea? There is that moment of ahhhhh – this is so refreshing. For many, taking care of financial needs can be just as arduous as working on a hot summer day. Frustration can set in due to feeling like just a number on a piece of paper. Discovering the credit union difference can be as refreshing as an iced cold glass of tea in the middle of a South Carolina summer. Dave Ramsey said on his popular website Ask Dave, “I’m a huge fan of credit unions and I endorse them in local communities.... They actually have a soul and a different spirit of how they approach the customer.” So, what makes a credit union different from traditional financial institutions? Credit unions are member owned financial institutions. They do not have any outside investors or shareholders. As a matter of fact, the Board of Directors are unpaid volunteers. The monies that would pay large salaries to Board members of traditional banks go back to the credit union to provide fewer fees, lower loan rates and higher interest for members. They truly operate for the benefit of their members. Credit unions are a safe and secure financial option. CPM Federal Credit Union is excited to be Bluffton’s first credit union. CPM has Bauer’s highest 5-star rating for financial institutions and recently received notification that they are #91 of the 2018 - 200 Healthiest Credit Unions. It is easy to become a member of a credit union and the difference is refreshing!

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