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October 2017

Music is life; that’s why our hearts have beats.

-Cecily Morgan-


October 2017 Volume 16, Issue 10

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A Welcomed Uh-Oh by Beth Pugh

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Most of us who love music have a soundtrack for the different times in our lives, and hearing even the first few bars of a song can instantly brings back memories. The soundtrack of my childhood was varied – the fast-paced fun of bluegrass that my father loved, or my mother’s preference of standards by greats like Bobby Darin and Frank Sinatra, or my favorite radio station which gave me a window into what was new and exciting in the late ‘60s. I could usually talk my mother into the “new music” station when we were in the car, but at home it was always my parents’ choice – and gospel music was a part of every Sunday. My father grew up in the North Carolina mountains and played the banjo regularly until a hand injury took away his ability to play – but never his enjoyment of the music he loved. The first strains of any song by Lester Flatt and Earl Scruggs never fail to take me back to visits with relatives where someone was always picking an instrument on the porch or in the living room, with others adding vocal harmony to the mix. Even though I later found the music of my generation more to my liking, I’ve never lost my affection for the music that first stirred my soul. This month, I have the rare opportunity to hear both of these beautiful genres played live in Pawleys Island. The Pawleys Island Festival of Music & Art is presenting an award-winning bluegrass band, Balsam Range, on October 19th, and the next day Joe Gransden, together with his 16 piece band, will be performing many of the Sinatra favorites that I still know by heart. Even if these musicians aren’t a part of your personal “soundtrack,” I promise both will provide a great time and good music. I hope to see you there!

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A Welcomed Uh-Oh by Beth Pugh

It was late on a Friday night the night I met my Ryan. At nineteen, I should have been painting the town red, but I was in no shape to mingle that night. The anniversary of my mother’s death was just weeks away and sleep, no matter how sought after, would not grace me with its presence. Refusing to simply lie and wait for it, I ventured to the computer room to kill some time. After a few clicks, a loading screen, and a search bar, a list appeared before my eyes. I waved goodbye to the loneliness of my insomnia as I picked a name and typed, “Hey.” Moments later, an “uh-oh” echoed in my room. This sound associated with the insanely popular chatting system of the 2000s, ICQ, had become a welcomed visitor in my home. In my adolescent years, it was my lifeline to a social life. I was never the social butterfly at school. In fact, I was just the opposite. I was quiet, smart, and the weird girl who loved poetry. Online I was more than that, though. Each day after school, I retreated to my computer chair and listened for the high pitched uh-oh to sound, the welcome signal someone wanted to talk. After my mother passed away, it was this same chair that held me nearly nightly as ICQ transformed from my lifeline to society to my last hope against depression. My life collapsed inward, making a lighthearted lunch with family too heavy to sit through without feeling the urge to run to the restroom and cry. My nights were equally as difficult. When my grief refused to let me sleep, I returned to the familiar “uh-oh” of better days in search of some sort of peace, or at least a way to lessen the sting of sadness until the morning. I messaged my friends first. They were quick to lend a sympathetic ear and a virtual shoulder to cry on when need be. But they had lives of their own. Most were away at college. While I was at home praying for sleep, they were burning the midnight oil studying or having fun with the newfound freedom of dorm life.

Another uh-oh sounded. “You have to have my number first.”

In desperation, I messaged random strangers. It didn’t take me long to realize strangers were easier to talk to than those who knew me best. Not knowing me meant no emotional attachment to the situation. I could cause them no pain by reminiscing my mother’s life and they could speak the truth to me when family and loved ones were too afraid. It was a win-win.

I smiled as I read the sentence in the chat box to myself. I had called strangers before so it wasn’t too terrifying. Still my heart raced a little as I dialed his number. An “into the wee hours of the morning” phone call followed not long after. To my surprise, our conversation continued every evening after work or school, as well on the computer screen every chance we could.

At the sound of the uh-oh, I turned to face the screen to see a matching “hey” starring back at me. The stranger of the night was Ryan and he worked at a local college in the IT Department. I learned this early in our conversation. Pretending to be a confident woman behind the keyboard instead of the crushed little girl I felt like, I flirted freely.

It didn’t take me long to realize Ryan was heaven-sent. He was kind and sensitive, but quick-witted and smart just the same. He jumped at an opportunity to laugh at my expense and poking fun at me was his favorite past time. Unlike my family and close friends who handled me with kid gloves, worried saying the wrong thing might evoke my tears, he spoke freely, even about my mother. His boldness was refreshing, and made falling for him easy.

“Now I know who to call when I have computer trouble.”

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I wondered if I had been too bold. I would’ve never been able to say that within minutes of meeting someone in real life. But I was drunk on ICQ courage and high on loneliness. If Ryan stopped talking to me, there were other names I could click on. No harm done.


After a month of talking, we finally decided to meet face-to-face. This was a normal next step, of course, and I knew that. Still, my nerves were shot the night of our first date. I had never been on a blind date. Talking to a stranger online was one thing. Meeting a stranger for dinner was something entirely different. I straightened my hair, put on my makeup as carefully as I could, and headed out to meet the stranger from a month ago – the stranger who was no longer a stranger at all. The stranger I was falling for. As I drove, I wondered if I was ready for this. Would my weirdness scare him away? Would I clam up and revert to the quiet girl? Would I be the broken daughter still reeling from losing her mother? Or would I be the funloving, excited but nervous, eager woman who couldn’t wait to meet him? I’m happy to say I was the later. In fact, I was so nervous I talked from the time we met at the college parking lot until we were seated at the restaurant. There was no way he could see me as quiet. I wasn’t sad, either. He made it impossible for me to be anything but happy. I laughed more than I ate and blushed when he called me beautiful. He then proceeded to make fun of me for it, which made my cheeks grow all the more red. After dinner, we drove to the airport for some stargazing. I spread out a blanket on the nearly frozen ground and we lay there, side by side, smiling together in the dark. Our teeth clanked together as we talked and stared at the most magnificent night sky either of us had ever seen. We laughed through the chattering until we physically couldn’t withstand the cold any longer. It was like a page out of a Nicholas Sparks novel.

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On the phone that night Ryan said it was a night he’d tell his grandchildren about making the hopeless romantic inside me squeal with delight. Ten years later, it’s still my favorite date we’ve ever been on. In fact, I tease him and tell him he ruined himself by making our first date so magical he’ll never be able to top it. I didn’t know it then, but this stranger turned first date would become my biggest fan, my toughest critic, and the husband I’d always wanted. While there are no grandchildren in the near future, our son will turn four this summer. It won’t be long before he can make good on his promise. We have ICQ to thank for that.

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Float Hopes by Kay Filar

Like many couples, my husband John and I met in college. We both had arrived at Westminster, a small liberal arts college in northwestern Pennsylvania, ready to “play the field” – John because he had had a steady girlfriend through much of high school; and me, because I hadn’t dated much at all. John wasn’t interested in “getting tied down,” and I knew I didn’t want or need a “knight in shining armor.” Our paths crossed when we were elected president of our respective freshman dorms. We gathered our dorm councils together in midOctober to discuss joint activities we might offer throughout the year. At the top of the list was building the freshman float, an expected tradition for the upcoming Homecoming festivities. After much discussion, the group agreed on an idea to go along with that year’s Broadway Shows theme: “Give them Hell-O’ Dolly!” Not exactly a memorable slogan – and I secretly wondered if it might be frowned upon by our church-related school’s administration. But it was, after all, wild and crazy 1970 – so, we went with it. One member of the group knew a classmate who had access to a flat-bed wagon and tractor to pull it. Another assured us he could get items we needed through his connection with the Theater Department. On the wagon we would secure a store mannequin dressed in a long Dolly-style dress, wide-brimmed hat and elbow-length gloves; then decorate every remaining inch with tissue paper flowers and large signs. What I did find memorable that day was John, the cute president of Russell Hall. I returned to my Shaw Hall room, immediately looked up his picture in our freshman “Baby Book,” and hoped to run into him again as we worked on the float. In typical freshman fashion, the group only began the float the Monday before Saturday ’s Homecoming. John and I spent almost every evening together making flowers to cover the float

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and homemade popcorn and Tang to keep the flower-makers going. That week’s Wonderful Wednesday (so called because no classes were scheduled), I walked out of Russell dining hall to find John sitting in the lounge behind a newspaper. I casually stopped to say hello and asked what he was reading. He replied that he was catching up on high school sports from his hometown paper. That opening to sports, something we both shared an avid interest in, helped us talk easily for almost an hour. Also typical of Westminster that fall was the rain that fell throughout the week and into Homecoming weekend, postponing the parade until the following Tuesday evening. As floats were moving into place from the amphitheater that night, our Dolly mannequin, apparently weakened by the excessively wet weather, just toppled over and fell to the ground! The wagon guys panicked for a few minutes, then promptly made a beeline to Russell dining hall. They caused quite a commotion as they moved along the dinner queue desperately seeking someone who was able to fit into the tightly-bodiced, now rather damp, dress and become a real-life Dolly. I happened to be near the front of the line, the right size, and suddenly realized there would be no freshman float unless I agreed to do it. Within minutes, I was being hustled down the slippery hill – with a guy holding each arm, and a third one pushing me and my bustle along from behind – and hoisted aboard the wagon! As the parade wound through downtown in a light drizzle, I did my best to smile and wave to the crowd, attempting to hide the discouragement and worry I was feeling inside. After so many hours of work, the handmade flowers were a soggy mess; the signs intended for Saturday’s football game were smudged and tattered to the point of being unreadable; and the lacy yellow dress and hat, I feared, were completely ruined.


But those feelings completely vanished as the float returned to campus. There was John waiting with a huge smile and an outstretched hand. He gently lifted me down, wrapped me in his warm jacket and told me it was the best float he’d ever seen. As we walked together back to Russell, he asked me out for Thursday, opening night of Camelot at the rural town’s only movie theater. He explained apologetically that he had made plans a couple weeks before to go home for the upcoming weekend, so he couldn’t invite me for Friday night. I responded uncharacteristically, because we both had early classes Friday morning, that Thursday was fine – as long as he didn’t mind that I would be coming directly from volleyball practice. Thursday came, and I could hardly contain my excitement about our first date. Not only did I think John was nice, funny and good-looking; but I also loved the King Arthur tales on which Camelot was based. Of course, practice ran late that evening. John was waiting patiently in the lounge as I came flying through with my sweaty knee pads down around my ankles. I changed clothes in a flash, splashed on some Charlie body spray, and we ran laughing the entire way to the movie three blocks away. Later that night, after a fabulous first date, I began having second thoughts about playing the field. I found myself wondering if, in some ways, a knight wasn’t so bad after all. Franco Nero’s Lancelot certainly had nothing on John Filar’s sky-blue eyes, his strength and kindness, and his charming and chivalrous manner!

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“I Cover the Waterfront” * Memories are Made of This by Phil La Borie

I love music, especially jazz and classical, but I’m also a fan of bluegrass, rockabilly, (my sons have a band), western swing, you name it. However, I have to admit that I’m not a big fan of heavy metal or rap.

solution to the classical Piano Puzzler on NPR radio.

I gave my first (and only) piano recital when I was six. I was so short my music teacher had to install wooden blocks on the pedals for me to reach them. I also wrote an essay about jazz for my 8th grade English class, so my interest in things musical began at an early age.

My love of music reached a crescendo when I was an undergraduate student at the University of Rochester. While I was clearly an underachieving student, to put it mildly; Chuck Mangione was a gifted student at the Eastman School of Music in Rochester and the leader of a swinging jazz group.

I remember about the same time I wrote that essay that I burst into tears when I heard about the untimely death of Clifford Brown, the great jazz trumpeter. I still get misty thinking about his unfortunate death and those long ago times. I also recall lying in bed in my darkened boyhood bedroom on hot summer nights listening to Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata on my folks’ record player. The sound was magical, and I wondered how anyone could play it so unhesitatingly and smoothly. Its soothing effect washed over me like water. Later on in high school, my friends and I made the 350 mile drive to and from upstate New York to New York City for a weekend of music. We visited as many jazz clubs and musical venues as we could - from Birdland and the Hickory House uptown to the Village Vanguard, The Blue Note, the Five Spot, Cafe Bohemia and Fat Tuesday’s in and around Greenwich Village. We also boldly ventured to some place way down on Hudson Street in the heart of the meat packing district to catch the last set – they closed at 4 am! Listening to these wonderful musicians and vocalists, I soon discovered that I was a far better listener than performer. However, I continue to dance (solomente) around my kitchen listening to Marion McPartland’s Piano Jazz program on Saturday nights and try to figure out the

So, it’s safe to say that I could be classified as a real musical nut.

The band performed on weekends in downtown Rochester at The Knights of Pythias Hall – a civic group dedicated to doing good works. And, since they also operated a bar on the premises, they were clearly dedicated to providing good times as well. I was in attendance on most weekends, instead of attending to my studies as I should have. I so enjoyed listening to the group and talking with its members, and since I happened to be the Social Chairman of my fraternity, I took it upon myself to hire Chuck and the band to play for a dance at the frat house. The band duly arrived at the appointed date and time and set up shop in one corner of the large first floor living room. The rug had been rolled up and the furniture moved out of the way. The lights were turned down low and the bar was open for business. All was in readiness. My date for that particular evening was a lovely young lady with huge dark brown eyes and long black hair. She was a vision in a floor length, off the shoulder blue taffeta gown. Remember those? She also fancied herself an accomplished jazz vocalist and if the truth be told, she was pretty darn good, or at least I thought so. When we arrived at the dance, Chuck and the band had been at it for some time. As was their wont, the tunes they had played so far were all up tempo and while the audience was appreciative, there was only so much hot jazz they could listen to, or even dance to. This went on for a bit more and then my lovely date whispered in my ear that she’d like to dance, but to something slow. In


particular, she’d like to hear a soulful, slow jazz ballad titled “I Cover the Waterfront.” Could I do something about it? Well, as Social Chairman, of course I could do something about it, I manfully answered. By the way, if you’ve never heard the tune, or have forgotten the lyrics; some of them go like the ones below. You can also Google them. I’m particularly fond of the version Billie Holiday recorded, but you can also listen to the Frank Sinatra rendition: I cover the waterfront I’m watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me? Here am I Patiently waiting Will you remember? Will you return? I cover the waterfront, In search of my love And I’m covered By a starlit sky above * When the band took a break, I nervously approached Chuck with my request. He was already making a name for himself and who was I? But I could feel my date’s eyes boring into my back, so I pressed on. Remarkably enough, he agreed to my request and “Waterfront” led off the next set. I stepped onto the dance floor with my lady in blue, held her close (she was wearing some really wonderful perfume) and started to slowly circle the dance floor.

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The Thrill of the Junk by Wendy Reavis

As I think back, it all started when I was a child. My mom and I would drive around looking for dumpsters to search, curbside goodies and throwaway treasures on trash day. These were the days before Facebook yard sale pages, online markets and craigslist – the days before cell phones. This was our time. Mom was an artist, eclectic and had an obsession with revamping antique chairs. It was an adventure! As an adult, I still spend my weekends wandering to forgotten towns, finding quaint antique and salvage shops, searching through pieces of history to find things that speak to me. Every trunk, suitcase, and chipped door has a story. Every vintage glove, patchwork quilt and percolator, I treasure and use every day.

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As people have learned about my love of all things vintage, I am often invited to explore attics, or when loved ones pass, to “take what I want” of what they left behind. And I am truly grateful for these opportunities. I urge new “junkers” to explore small towns – pay attention to your surroundings, look for curb alerts, attend auctions and go to markets – flea and all! Also shop local and discover your vintage obsessions – collect, paint, repurpose, refurbish. Take the dirt road – and buy the truck! I hope you have someone to go on junking adventures that enjoys it as much as you! “The thrill of the junk” is definitely one hunt you don’t want to miss! So map out your day, grab some coffee and hit the road! History awaits you! Let’s bring it back to life! Wendy Reavis is an antique collector, owner of Yellow Cottage Vintage and Antiques, and also Community Relations Coordination with Vintage Market Days of Coastal Carolina! She has two dogs, Olive and Lily. Meet Wendy at Vintage Market Days from November 3-5 at Myrtle Beach Sports Center, located on the Myrtle Beach Convention Center complex property. For more info, find Vintage Market Days of Coastal Carolina on Facebook or call 704-662-8559.

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Beautiful Backyard Weddings Ashley Hoffman to Enoel Hidalgo May 8, 2015

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Photographer: Kristy Roderick Florist: Gale Richardson


Choosing the Perfect Hairstyle for Your Perfect Day by Ramona Kelly

After you select your wedding venue and your dress, it’s time to think about your hair! There are several important things to consider when choosing your hairstyle. Do you want your dress to stand out or your hair? Is the wedding inside or outside? What will the weather be? Do you want to add accessories or extensions to your hair? Would you like hair color to accentuate your overall look? I always advise my brides to schedule deep conditioning treatments and clear hair glazes before the wedding to help with the health of their hair. Remember, the healthier your hair is, the shinier it will be in photos.

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Next, I suggest bringing pictures from Pinterest and even Googled images of wedding hair. Book your stylist at least six months in advance of your wedding date. Make sure you do a trial run at least two to three months before the big day to make sure you are happy with your choice. Remember, you never know if something will work until you try it. No matter what the photos look like, your hair may not work the same way. If you are having a large wedding, it may be easier for your stylist to come to you. I am doing an onsite wedding in November where I will be preparing the bride and bridesmaids for her perfect day. If you have a larger bridal party, I can arrange a team of hairstylists and makeup artists to assist with your big day. That way, the bride and bridal party can stay in one place the entire day which alleviates stress for the bride. I am the owner of Salon Gabriel, a salon suite which is located inside of Sola Salon Studios in Myrtle Beach. Brides enjoy receiving customized service to fit their needs, and can request special snacks and drinks for their consultations. In larger salons there can be too many distractions, and the bride isn’t made a priority. The experience here is all about the bride. Ramona Kelly has 18 years of experience as a hair stylist and has worked with many happy brides. She specializes in updos, hair extensions, keratin treatments and hair color. For appointments or consultations, please contact Ramona at 240-715-5446. Salon Gabriel is inside of Sola Salon Studios, located at 4025 N. Kings Highway, Suite 16 in Myrtle Beach.


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In traversing the landscape of grief for a beloved spouse, and trying to find something positive in the experience, Brenda had the idea to start making candles again. “Candle making is very calming and soothing, especially with beeswax,” Brenda began, excited to share her creative journey. “I was making candles one night and starting thinking about putting a message in a candle – a way to send a message to someone special – and an idea sparked.” This is when the idea for WISH candles was first conceived. WISH candles are 100% beeswax and have a tube inside that contains a message from a loved one. As the candle burns, the tube containing the message is revealed. “The message can be written by terminally ill patients, for milestone occasions like graduations and weddings, or anytime we are miles apart from the special people in our life.” The name WISH also has special meaning – Words Inspired Secrets Held. “Making a wish is one of the most important things you can do for yourself. Your WISH holds the story of your life.” It wasn’t easy to get the candles exactly the way Brenda wanted them. She knew she needed a tube inside the candle, but it took many tries to bring her vision to life. “I remember standing in Home Depot, looking around and trying to decide what I could use for the tube,” Brenda laughed. “A man, not an employee, came up to me and asked if I needed help. I must’ve looked totally confused!” The tubes ended up being copper with pull off lids on either end for ease of opening. With a lot of help, Brenda was also able to customize the perfect candle mold that leaves a cylindrical opening on the bottom of the candle that perfectly matches the tube containing the message.

Life is a WISH: Brenda Turner For some people, the tragedies of life are something to be pushed through or endured, but others use them to fuel creativity and make the world a better place. Brenda Turner is one of the latter. In 1992, Brenda’s friend, Cookie, was taking care of her invalid mother and searching for work she could do at home. Cookie and Brenda decided to start a candle business, but things didn’t work out as planned. Cookie lost her mother, and Brenda’s husband was diagnosed with cancer. “We packed up the candle making equipment, she moved, and I was my husband’s caregiver for three years,” remembered Brenda.

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Every detail of the WISH candle has been carefully thought out and made by small creative entrepreneurs – the unique logo, the beautiful wooden boxes that contain the candle, the aforementioned tubes, the paper to write the message and even the beeswax plugs to seal the opening once the tube is placed inside. “The WISH candle can turn a sad day into one filled with memories and love.” As we finished our chat, Brenda shared another special WISH story. “Last year, my friend Cookie called me with the news that she has cancer and is dying. I send her two WISH candles for her grandchildren, and she wrote personal messages to each and arranged for them to be delivered after her passing.” Brenda left me with this final, beautiful thought. “I pray that everyone reading this is inspired to make their own heartfelt wishes – and take action to make them come true. Dream the life you WISH to live, and one day you will look back on life and know you dreamed it first, and then lived it.” Meet Brenda at WISH Candle in Pawleys Island. Handmade, comfortable stools line a custom bar, perfect for sitting and chatting. With the help of her WISH girls, Melanie, Joy, Nicole and Wendy, Brenda will host an open house the week of October 16-21. WISH is located in the Shops of Sweetgrass. Call 843-314-3215 or visit www.wishcandle.com for more information.


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The WISH Candle has a Secret Chamber that holds your WISH or message in a copper WISH Capsule to be revealed when the candle is burned. Make your heartfelt WISH or send a WISH to loved ones ‘just because’ or for milestone ocassions. Words are forever. They are treasured memories that can be shared for generations 11388 Ocean Highway, Unit B, Pawleys Island, SC, 29585 (Across from Fresh Market) Discover the Secret Art of Making Wishes Come True at www.wishcandle.com - (843) 314-3215.


Set the Stage for Your Beautiful Day by Laura Friedman

Yes, it’s the 21st century and the digital age. We live in a society where speed is valued and immediate knowledge is power. So does this apply to your wedding? Not so fast! This is a time to unplug, slow down and create memories that will be cherished for years to come. There is something so special about a piece of paper! The moment your loved ones open your invitation, an experience is created. How you may ask? Consider this... Imagine walking to the mailbox, and to your delight, a beautiful envelope is nestled in a sea of monthly bills and advertisements. The weight of the envelope is heavy and the script of your name is stunning. You carefully open the seal to find an artfully crafted envelope liner. It adds so much visual interest, and you haven’t even touched the invitation yet! Now imagine slipping the invitation out of the envelope. You feel the thick, supple paper in your hand. You immediately think of the couple and how the design is “perfectly them.” When expertly crafted, a custom invitation creates a multi-sensory experience that guests will emotionally connect to your big day. Treat your invitation as an exclusive sneak peek preview into your wedding. Guests will take direct and indirect cues from the invitation to create expectations of your joyful occasion. Not only is the “when and where” provided, the invitation ultimately guides the guests to know if their toes will be in the sand for a beach wedding or if a tuxedo is needed for a black tie affair. No detail is too small! At Charlotte + Lily, we believe your personality is the foundation and essence of the design. Each project starts with a blank slate. Through conversation and inspirational imagery, we learn not only about your event, but also, who you are as a person... as a couple... as a new family. This allows us to effectively dream up a custom creation that reflects your unique story and style. At the end of the process, the blank slate is transformed into a treasured keepsake. Laura Friedman is the owner of Charlotte + Lily, a boutique custom invitation and paper goods studio located in Myrtle Beach. Whether near or far, the collaborative design process is one-onone. Her mission is simple and heartfelt: to help you connect and share life’s extraordinary moments with friends and family. Schedule your consultation today to see how Charlotte + Lily can help set the stage for your event – and she ships worldwide. Visit www. charlotteandlily.com or call (843) 945-1552 for more information.

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Hunting for Precious Treasure by Maggie Boineau

2017 marks a milestone year for Trippett and Lindsay Boineau, our son and daughter-in-law, who celebrated their 10th wedding anniversary in May. Memories of their beautiful ceremony in Pawleys Island always make their visits back to the beach extra special. Spending time at Lindsay’s family beach house in South Litchfield Beach with their three beautiful little girls, ages 6, 3, and 1 year, is lively, as you can imagine! They carve out as much time as possible in July at the beach house, so they can spend time with family and friends who gather to enjoy the 4th of July holiday. As their last day of vacation rolled around, they spent the day the way they had every other, playing on the beach with the girls and enjoying the waves, searching for seashells, and just relaxing. Without a second thought, Lindsay took off her rings to put sunscreen on baby Elinor, and Trippett placed them in her chair’s cup holder. Three-year-old Caroline had been busy collecting shells and putting them in the same cup holder alongside the rings. When you have three small children, your mind is always on them, and it was later that evening, after the girls had their baths and were put to bed, that Lindsay realized that her rings were missing. How did little Caroline’s collection of seashells make it to dinner that night just fine, but not a thought was given about the rings?

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What to do? In complete darkness, they went about retracing their steps, but it proved to be frustrating and they gave up for the night. After a restless night’s sleep, worried about the loss of her rings, Lindsay, who has a knack for figuring things out, went on a Google search and typed: “What to do when you lose your rings at the beach?” She soon realized that she was not the first person to make that same search. She found that there are actually professionals who search for lost jewelry, and there was such a person close by, namely Matt Fry. Trippett was a bit skeptical, but more than happy to do whatever was necessary to get the rings back. After all, the diamond in Lindsay’s engagement ring had belonged to Trippett’s late grandmother, Elinor, and it could never be replaced. This treasured ring, along with two beautiful bands, were somewhere in the sand, and he and Lindsay wanted desperately to find them. Enter Matt Fry, a member of The Ring Finders. Driven by the hunt and the satisfaction of a successful find, Matt goes about his business of finding lost treasures. Lindsay reached him early the following day and after Matt heard the circumstances, he determined that 4 PM would be the right time to start the search based on the tides. Positive and upbeat, Matt told them that this is something he does for fun in his spare time. He only asks for a small fee to


Now, there was one more band to find. There was a really faint signal about 20 feet away from the main ring, and he thought there was no possible way that it could be that deep, but it was – 8 inches deep in the sand was the second band to complete the set. When Lindsay got the call from Matt, he quietly said: “Lindsay, I am stopping the search for the rings.” There was a pause, and then he said, “Because I found your rings!” In disbelief, Lindsay was shaking and crying and laughing all at the same time! “I felt stupid for even taking off the rings at the beach. I know better than to do that, and I was mad at myself for forgetting to put them back on and not realizing I didn’t have them on for several hours,” she said. “While I try not to get worked up over lost ‘things,’ I also knew my original engagement ring and wedding band could never be replaced.” When Lindsay and baby Elinor met him back at the truck, he was struck with the significance of Grandmother Elinor’s precious diamond and the precious namesake baby Elinor who clearly did not know that it was not just another day at the beach! cover expenses, and also accepts tips. When Trippett met him at the beach at the appointed time with the two older girls, he tried to give Matt the initial $40 fee; Matt refused it and said it was bad luck. He was set on finding the rings and had them do a funny dance, say a quick prayer and pull on their left ears for good luck. Matt explained that when rings are lost on the beach, even when the water washes over them, they immediately sink into the wet sand rather than being washed out to sea. He went about his business by making a large X in the sand where they thought they had been. He started there and made a grid of the beach and the areas north of the X, heading mainly north because that was the way the current was moving. Working for a couple of hours, Lindsay met him back at the beach to show him the actual beach chair to see if that could shed any light on where the rings may have slipped out. He had exhausted a large section of the grid except for a small section where another group of beachgoers had camped out for the day. After they left, he checked out that area and immediately got a nice signal and pulled up a beautiful platinum band with some inlaid diamonds, which was one of the two bands that were grouped around the main engagement ring. Five feet away, there it was – her beautiful engagement ring!

Lindsay and Trippett are so grateful for good people in the world who just want to help. “He wanted to hunt for them, find them, and make us happy! I am beyond thrilled to have my rings back!” Lindsay explained. Matt Fry is clearly a good person! Contact Matt Fry at www.theringfinders.com/Matthew.Fry, email him at matthew.fry@theringfinders.com or call 843-333-4114. Matt and his metal detector have had many success stories finding personal treasures.

Maggie Boineau

is a Murrells Inlet resident and a real estate agent during the week and a hunter on the weekend. She writes about her life at www.camo365.com.

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Creative Exits

The ceremony is over, and the dances are done. Everyone agrees that this was the perfect wedding – now all that’s left is to make your way to the airport and start the honeymoon! But, if walking out of the reception in a traditional way is not your style, take note of these two couples who made leaving the wedding as much fun as attending!

Aubrey and Dustin Glendinning leave on a bicycle built for two! May 20, 2017 Photo by Jarrett Hucks Photography

Ashley and Enoel Hidalgo drive away in style! May 8, 2015 Photo by Scott Smallin


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Sandi Kendrick, The Humane Society of North Myrtle Beach Bo went home the day we visited Sandi Kendrick, Executive Director of The Humane Society of North Myrtle Beach. The big, sweet mixed-breed dog is the fourth one Sommer and Trey Mintz have adopted, three of which came from North Myrtle Beach Humane Society. Seeing this dog leave an unfortunate past behind for the life of love every animal deserves was overwhelmingly satisfying. And, luckily for the animals that make their way here, this is something that happens nearly every day – sometimes several times over. “We have a 97% live release rate,” Sandi Kendrick told me as we sat in the tiny office she shares with another member of her team. “No healthy animal is ever euthanized.” For the past seven years, Sandi has led North Myrtle Beach Humane Society in the rescue and adoption of homeless animals, bringing 40 years of non-profit experience and a deep, passionate desire to help. Last year alone, 1100 animals, mostly dogs and cats, passed through the small Bay Street facility. “At one time more than 200 cats were housed here, but now we only have 100 – and 40 dogs,” said Sandi as we toured the shelter. Walking through the building, the first thing you notice is how clean it is, in spite of the small size and age of the building. Mornings are a buzz of activity with volunteer dog walkers coming in to give the animals their daily exercise, while others man the reception desk and assist team members in the constant cleaning needed when you are housing so many animals. Everyone had a huge smile and friendly greeting as we passed – this is a happy place. “I have twelve team members who are invaluable – and a wonderful group of devoted volunteers.” Volunteers also go into local schools to conduct programs about caring for pets and the Yaupon Garden Club keeps the grounds looking beautiful with thriving flower boxes and beautifully edged expanses of lawn. Started in 2001 by a group of five animal lovers, The Humane Society of North Myrtle Beach is straining at the seams of its current building. “I have been work-

ing our capital campaign for nearly two years,” Sandi began. “We will officially begin the campaign this February in conjunction with our Macaroni Mania event.” Aside from the serious lack of space, not only for the animals, but for the administrative staff, the shelter’s kennels are outdated and must be replaced, as well as the chain link fencing that separates and protects the animals, many walkways need repair and the outside lighting is inadequate. While the non-profit does receive funding, and a lot of support, from the City of North Myrtle Beach, fundraisers are a must to keep this organization afloat. This month, one of the largest, Doggies and Divas, will be held on October 26th. This elegant evening of fun, fashion and food will be held at 21 Main in North Beach Plantation and tickets are $60 per person. Sandi also organizes a 5K run every spring, a poker run and the newest fundraiser, Macaroni Mania, to be held on February 17th. Running a non-profit is a demanding, full-time plus job, leaving Sandi, who was widowed several years ago, very little time for leisure. This pretty, petite woman does enjoy traveling, going to Cape Cod to spend time with her father every chance she gets. Like all of us who live along the coast, Sandi loves the beach, but puttering in her garden is where she finds her peace. Her favorite thing of all is seeing her two beautiful granddaughters who live with her daughter and son- in-law in North Carolina. “In spite of the long hours and endless work, I love what I do,” said Sandi as we were leaving. “We are making a difference.” To find out more about The Humane Society of North Myrtle Beach or to purchase tickets for Doggies & Divas, visit www.humanesocietynmb.org or call 843-249-4948.


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Playing . . . in Time by Jeffery Cohen

I come from a musical family. Although none of us really played an instrument of any kind, my father claimed to be some kind of virtuoso on the violin, having supposedly taken lessons in his youth. And if anyone questioned it, he’d climb up to our dusty attic to retrieve a beat up old fiddle with one string that he claimed was a copy of a Stradivarius. “Why don’t you play us a tune?” I’d ask. “Now how am I going to play anything with just one string?” He’d shrug. “But if I had just a few more strings, I’d play you a rhapsody that would bring tears to your eyes.” I already had tears in my eyes...from laughter. Music actually did fill our house every Friday night. After my mother cleared the dinner dishes away, my folks would sit down at the kitchen table with my brothers and me and begin to reminisce about the good old days. Then my Dad would start singing a few bars of a song he’d learned while riding boxcars around the country. “I’d give up a palace if I were a king, it’s more than a palace, it’s my everything,” he’d sing out. Then he’d smile at my mother and croon. “There’s a queen waiting there, with a silvery crown, in Shanty, in old Shanty town.” Though my father never had what you would call a great voice, he made up for it with loads of heart. My mother, on the other hand, had a sweet sound, and would answer with, “When I fall in love, it will be forever,” and finish with, “And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too, is when I’ll fall in love with you.” For the next two hours they would dig up songs from bygone years. “You’re a Grand Old Flag,” “Me and My Shadow,” “Bye, Bye, Blackbird,” “Over the Rainbow.” They’d cover popular hits from the ‘20s on up with my brothers and me  chiming in on tunes that were written long before we were born. The evening

would always end the same way. Mom and Dad joining together to sing, “You always hurt the one you love.” “So if I broke your heart last night...” Their eyes would meet. “It’s because I love you most of all.” One Friday evening I decided to liven things up by accompanying the vocals with a musical instrument – the kazoo. As I began to buzz out the melody, my Dad just shook his head. “Why don’t you give a real instrument a try, like the violin?” And with that he headed up to the old attic. I scratched around on that one string for a couple of days before deciding the violin was not for doe-re-me. But what was, I wondered? I had watched Jerry Lee Lewis bang away on the keyboard as he rocked and rolled. I studied  Fats Domino’s fingers  tickle the ivories playing “‘Blueberry Hill,” and dreamed of following in their footsteps. And then there was Liberace, the master of  glitz, adorned in sequins, sitting at the keyboard of a Grand piano, a gold chandelier on its top. I imagined myself up there, an audience nodding with approval as they wildly applauded me. “How about if I learn to play the piano?” I asked my Dad as my bow screeched across that lone string. “Piano? There are eighty-eight keys on a piano. You can’t even master one string on the violin!” “I could take lessons,” I said. “Do you know how much lessons cost? Do you have any idea how much a piano costs?” my father asked. By the way he was shaking his head, I guessed it was far more than we could afford. “It costs a fortune just to move a piano, let alone buy one!” he added. I realized that hoping for a piano was like wishing on a star, so I decided to lower my expectations. I’d settle for something simpler – a trumpet. Three valves to press down and that was it. Simple enough to learn and I could get one on loan from my school. Unfortunately, half of the kids in my class had the same idea. By the time I’d made my request to the music department, all the trumpets had been given out. I had to settle for the only horn that was left. A trombone. Practice as I might, I may have been one of the worst trombone players my school had ever had. I may have been the worst trombone player the world had ever heard. So, upon my music teacher’s request – more like his begging me to leave as he held his hands over his ears, I turned in my horn.

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Years later, fearing that my brother might decide to play the trombone, or worse, the piano, my parents bought him the trumpet that he asked for. My brother loved its smooth lines, its golden shine, but he never quite got the hang of playing it. I think he polished that thing far more than he ever practiced on it. Every once in a while I’d pick up that brassy


horn and blurt out “Taps” or “Reveille” before my brother would snatch it back, complaining that I was getting finger prints all over the thing. In the years that followed, my musical life amounted to nothing more than strumming an old guitar during the folk music revival, but I continued to marvel at TV performances of Van Cliburn’s classical magic or Dave Brubeck jazzing through “Take Five.” Whenever I was anywhere near a piano, I plunked around on random keys, but pretty much gave up on any ideas of ever really learning to play.

week I discovered a grand piano in a local church and got permission to practice on it. And so, I began to play. The sound was sweet, the acoustics wonderful. As I went from one song to the next, I hadn’t noticed that people began to wander in and sit in the pews. Finishing a string of tunes, I looked at my watch and realized it was time I should be getting home. As I stood, I heard applause. I turned and found a couple of dozen people clapping and nodding with approval. One woman in front smiled and said, “Can you play just one more?”

A couple of years ago, I was out for a walk and noticed an electronic keyboard box on top of a pile of trash. Although I was pretty certain that it was empty, I decided to take a peek. There inside was a Yamaha keyboard. I smiled at the possibility that it still might work. Who would throw out a perfectly good instrument? I said to myself, but I decided to cart it home anyway. What did I have to lose? I unpacked it, plugged it in and, to my astonishment, it played perfectly! I started right in, experimenting with the keys. Almost instantly, I began to feel a certain rhythm. After just a few days I was able to figure out simple tunes. I practiced regularly, overjoyed with the sounds I was creating. The more I played, the better I got. After a while, my fingers just somehow instinctively began to find the right keys. One day a friend who was a child protégé overheard me play. “Interesting,” she said. “You seem to have perfect pitch. You play by ear, don’t you?”

I sat back down and played an old familiar song. “When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are. When you wish upon a star...your dreams come true.”

“And all this time I thought I was using my fingers.” I grinned, but I guess she was right. I could pretty much pick out almost any song that I’d heard. I started sitting down at pianos wherever I could find one. Last

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Proud Family Ties by Diane DeVaughn Stokes

There are all types of families, more today than ever before, and they all have names. However, I am not talking about “blended” ones or anything like that. As a matter of fact, the family I want to tell you about has no parents or stepparents at all. No one shares the same blood, or the same name or the same house, and no one looks alike. This family has only become unified after eight weeks because they share the same passion. I’m talking about the community theater family. Just ask anyone who has ever been in a local play, and they will tell you how much their theater family means to them. There’s a bond that is like no other. Oh sure you sometimes hear about cattiness and jealousy among players, but that is not as common as you might think. There will always be those who want to be the star, but most thespians know that you must rely on each other and cover each other on stage when necessary. After all, someone is bound to forget a line here and there, and the person on stage with them at the time must know his own lines and the lines of his or her stage-mate (a word I just made up!) in order to get through the scene. And when that happens, you will adore that person for the rest of your life. This theater family spends eight weeks together volunteering their time to make an audience laugh, cry, or to think in a different way than when they first came into the theater, most after working all day at their “real” job. The players team up together to perfect the script, the dialogue, the blocking and the music and to give life to the work in the way it was intended by the playwright. By the time the show opens everyone is thoroughly exhausted but on opening night, and night after night of the show’s run, the adrenaline flows, and the cast is flying high as the audience rises to their feet. Yes, that is why we do it. That is why the theater family is so special. It is surely all about art. It is also about love and passion for the stage, but it is also about applause, knowing that somehow we took those folks away from their troubles and worries for just a few hours. We brought them to another place and time. We brought them joy. And when the show comes to an end, it’s very sad parting with those we have come to grow so close to through this

maze of performance. But you can count on one thing. No matter how many years may pass before you bump into one of the cast again, you may not recall their real name, but will probably remember their character name, and you’ll be flooded with the fond memories of what you created together many years before just like it was yesterday. That’s what is happening right now with the cast and crew of Mama Mia at the Theatre of the Republic in Conway, better known as TOR, running October 11 through October 29. We have become a family, a tight knit group of hams eager to brighten the lives of those who choose to come to see the show, raising money for this non-profit theater company to help support the efforts of the next show, and the next one after that. Yes, the theater family is very special, and my husband and I are so grateful and proud to be a part of this very talented, dedicated family since 1988. Some of my proudest moments revolve around stage work. Every now and then we get this strong urge to do another show, but the older we get, there are fewer parts for folks our age, and it’s harder to memorize the lines. We hope to be able to do this the rest of our lives, but only time will tell. We’re very fortunate to have landed parts in Mama Mia because for us it’s not about the curtain call, but rather the call to the curtain.

Diane DeVaughn Stokes

is the President of Stages Video Productions, Host and Producer for TV show “Inside Out” on HTC. Channel 4. She also hosts a show for EASY Radio weekdays from noon until 3 pm. She and her husband Chuck share passions for theater and travel. Diane is the author of Floating On Air- A Broadcasting Love Affair. You can reach her at diane@stagesvideo.com.


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Living the American Dream by Donna Volkenannt

On a cold January night in 1968, I zipped up the micro-mini dress I’d recently purchased and put on a pair of platform heels. I sprayed on Wind Song cologne and slipped into my long winter coat. Although I was nineteen years old and had a job as a clerk-stenographer at an Army installation in St. Louis, my dad had a strict rule: I couldn’t go out of the house wearing anything shorter than an inch above my knee. Earlier that week, two co-workers – Kathy and Judy – had invited me to go with them to the United Service Organization (USO) dance at Scott Air Force Base, Illinois. When they arrived to pick me up that night, I yelled goodbye to Mom and Dad and hustled out the door. Thank goodness Dad was watching television. If he would’ve seen how short my dress was, he’d make me change – or even worse he’d tell me I couldn’t go out. As we approached the bridge that spanned the Mississippi River, it started to sleet, and Kathy’s car skidded. We considered turning around until we drove onto the Interstate highway, which had been cleared. We agreed to press on and go to the dance. I’m thankful we did. Inside the USO’s recreation center, scores of young men with short haircuts hugged the walls. Young women sat at round tables, waiting for the music to begin. Before long, the band began to belt out fast songs. My friends and I sat in metal fold-up chairs, tapping our toes while watching a handful of brave couples gyrate to the Twist, the Monkey, and the Mashed Potato. When the band switched to a slow tune, the wall huggers searched for dance partners – three airmen doublestepped in our direction. The middle one, with light blond hair and piercing blue eyes, stood in front of me. He held out a hand and bowed like Prince Charming. “Would you like to dance?” he asked in an accent definitely not Midwestern. The scent of English Leather and a hint of spearmint gum encircled him as we shuffled across the dance floor. We introduced ourselves, and once again I noticed his unusual accent, so I asked where he was from. “Massachusetts,” he answered. I took a step back. “One of the

guys from work is from Massachusetts, but he doesn’t sound like you.” “That’s probably because I was born in Germany.” “How can you be in the United States Air Force if you were born in Germany?” I asked. He shrugged. “You don’t have to be a U.S. citizen to serve in the military. I could’ve been drafted if I didn’t enlist.” That was news to me. As the music played on, he told me he and his mother emigrated to America six years earlier to join his two older sisters, who had already moved here. When the band switched into high gear, we left the dance floor and headed for the snack bar. Over watered-down sodas and salty popcorn, I complimented him on how well he spoke English. He said he’d learned a lot by watching televisions programs – cartoons mostly – before starting high school, first in Georgia then in Massachusetts. He told me about the summer he spent visiting one of his sisters in Georgia, and I confessed the farthest I’d ever been from home was a trip to Chicago. That conversation was our first of many. Over months of long-distance phone calls and trips across the Mississippi River, we talked about our hopes and dreams. He loved living in the United States and hoped to see more of the country. Becoming an American citizen was one of his dreams. He told me a lieutenant in his unit tutored him once a week on the U.S. Constitution in preparation for the citizenship test. In addition to his good looks and gentlemanly behavior, I was attracted to his passion, patriotism and nothing-can-stop-me sense of adventure. Romance must’ve been in the air that chilly night in January. Six months later – on a sizzling hot evening in July – Walt and I were married. And my friend Judy met the airman she would eventually marry too. After Walt and I returned from our honeymoon, he resumed studying for his citizenship test. On a blustery day in November, in the Federal Courthouse in East St. Louis, Illinois, he raised his right hand and became an American citizen. That was forty-nine years ago. Although our eyesight has dimmed, our hair has turned gray, and our creaking knees can’t handle much dancing, Walt and I still cherish our lives together. We are living the American dream.

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winner of the Erma Bombeck Humor Award, is living the American dream in Missouri with her husband, grandchildren, and lovable black Lab. She blogs at donnasbookpub.blogspot.com.


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Savannah in the Rain by Marsha Tennant

Savannah is one of my favorite places to visit. I especially love it in the fall because it is reported to be one of the most haunted cities in the U.S.A. The veil of August heat has finally lifted and the ghosts and goblins begin to appear. Specters known and unknown to the locals circle the squares and remind everyone that it is that time of year.

was. When I was able to catch my breath I jumped out of bed and flew down to the second floor where Sara was sleeping.

It was here that my writer friend, Sara Harrell Banks, introduced me to her sassy city. She enjoyed early morning walks in the rain. She said it was at this time of day when this world and the hereafter merged for a brief moment. Sara introduced me to characters that seemed to be pulled straight from THE BOOK (Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil). Actually, a few of them were in THE BOOK. The quiet parties that her friends Bob and Jim hosted were filled with some of the local cast. I felt like I was a walk-on and savored every minute of the experience!

Sara calmly sat up and in her slow Georgia drawl responded to me, “Like Hell you will get in bed with me. And he is a confederate. He got trapped up there. He probably died from his injuries.”

Sara lived in a historical house on East Taylor Street. It dated back to the Revolutionary War. It was updated but still had the musky smell of age and stories that could not be erased. I was always slightly uneasy when I visited. I felt like we were not alone. Sara acknowledged it and would tease me about seeing a few ghosts or hearing laughter. She would say “Darlin’, they are friendly. Just say hi and they will leave you alone!” During my first few visits I slept on the sofa. There was a third floor attic room that I could not make myself sleep in for fear of what may be lurking. Finally, I got tired of being uncomfortable and decided to trust my friend’s assurance that I was safe. Reluctantly, I climbed the narrow steps up to the makeshift room.

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I had drifted off to sleep when the sound of rain woke me. “Oh no,” I thought. Trying to stay calm, I opened my eyes. And there he was! A young Civil War soldier stood there just looking at me. I couldn’t tell if he was Union or Confederate. He was so small. He looked as confused as I

I started screaming, “There’s a ghost in my room, and he’s real. I can’t sleep up there. I have to sleep with you!”

“How do you know that?” I asked her. “Well, he told me. Not in words but I just felt it.” Sara could spin a yarn but this seemed to be stretching poetic license. Or maybe it wasn’t. She went on to explain that he usually showed up when it was raining. He appeared to be a benign spirit who was confused and scared. Recently, I called Sara to remind her of the soldier ghost that had haunted me. With fall and Halloween approaching I was remembering those visits. Sara has moved into an Assisted Living facility. Parkinson’s dementia is playing with her mind. She was happy to hear from me but her flat affect told me she was searching for the details of the story. I rambled on about how it was a dirty trick that she played on me knowing he was up there. Sara remained quiet. My heart ached for my old friend and I was trying so hard to stir her memory. I had just about given up on getting her to respond or remember when she started laughing. “I still wouldn’t let you get in bed with me.”

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“You’ve Got a Friend” Carole King & James Taylor Tribute 7 pm, The Reserve Golf Club of Pawleys Island, tickets $45, $35 & $25. For more info, call 843-626-8911 or visit pawleysmusic.com

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Low Country Herb Society’s Annual Fall Garden Festival 8 am-5 pm, Inlet Culinary Gardens, Murrells Inlet. For more info, visit lcherbsociety.info or email sclchsnews@gmail.com

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Melissa Manchester, 7 pm, The Reserve Golf Club of Pawleys Island, tickets $75, $45 & $25. For more info, call 843-626-8911 or visit pawleysmusic.com

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Balsam Range, 7 pm, The Reserve Golf Club of Pawleys Island, tickets, $45 & $25. For more info, call 843-626-8911 or visit pawleysmusic.com

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Joe Gransden “Songs of Sinatra & Friends”, 7 pm, The Reserve Golf Club of Pawleys Island, tickets, $45 & $25. For more info, call 843-626-8911 or visit pawleysmusic.com

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Just Like Bogie and Bacall by Rose Ann Sinay

I get into my Camaro and practically fall into the seat it’s so low to the floor. I have to extend my body sideways, three quarters out of the vehicle to grab the long, heavy door to close it. I sit back for a moment to recover from the effort and turn the ignition key. The radio is loud and soothing. I close my eyes, and my hand automatically adjusts my seat to support my over-stretched muscles. I turn the volume up louder as Cecilia, my favorite song, begins to play. My body starts to twist and bob to the snappy tune and in my mind I’m 18 again. The Camaro was not my idea. I didn’t want it. Whenever I saw a brand spanking new sports car, I just knew the driver had gray hair, wore loafers with no socks and played ‘60s music loud enough to take out his/her hearing aid for a while. I did not want us to be one of “them”– at least not yet. Unfortunately, my husband didn’t seem to be aware of that perception. When Terry first suggested looking for a new vehicle, a nice sporty model, I laughed at him. I loved my old car – a no-nonsense, family oriented Volvo that had gotten our family to and from sporting events, school functions and family trips. It was safe, durable and tire kicking dependable. It had been christened years ago with ice cream that melted in the seams of the seats, along with dried ketchup and dog drool. The radio dial was worn from being switched between my daughter and son’s favorite stations. That Volvo was family in a capsule. It would be as hard to give up that car as it was to throw out the kids’ baby teeth (no, I never did). My husband thought he was being strategic. He took me to my favorite Thai restaurant. We hit a couple of shops that just happened to be near the dealership. “Oh, look,” he said as we drove by a lot filled with shiny, colorful vehicles. My sedate, obedient Volvo turned into the entrance.

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Terry practically jumped out of the car hightailing it to a yellow and white super sport that had caught his eye. I groaned. Since Terry drove a truck most of the time, it would be me that would be driving his mid-life crisis–a dream of his youth. I caught up to him as he peered in the windows and admired features that I knew (or cared) nothing about. There was a look on his face I hadn’t seen in years. “No yellow. No red. And, definitely no racing stripes.” I sighed as I realized this was one battle I might lose. A salesman approached us. He was young, charming and savvy. He wasn’t at all surprised that we (ahem, a slightly older couple) were looking at muscle cars. He seemed to know I was the hold out, so he talked directly to me. “Hi, I’m Greg,” he said with a smile. “This is a great car. Why don’t you just take a spin around the block? See how it drives. It may not be for you,” he said to me with a wink. “But, I’m sure I can show you something you’ll like. Stay right here, I have a car ready to go.” “Of course he does,” I said to my husband as Greg broke into a jog. That young man had my number. He knew he had to be quick, or I might run away. In seconds, he was back revving the 304 horse power engine of a maroon, Rally Sport Camaro with a raised hood that sported two thick black stripes down its center. The car was sleek. It was shiny. It was a thing of beauty.


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“I know it’s red, but we can get you any color you want.” Greg assured me. “It’s maroon,” I corrected him. A perfect rich maroon. I hated that I loved it. The matte black stripes were complementary, not at all ostentatious. We’d already rounded first and probably second base, I thought miserably. “You drive it,” my husband offered as a token of sacrifice. “Oh no,” I said watching him put his sock-less, loafer clad foot into the car. The inside smelled of freshly polished leather, the chrome gleamed and the dashboard lit up like an adventure. The car had energy – I could feel it vibrating up my spine. My husband pressed the accelerator with determination. The ramped purr of the engine spiked the electric feel of the interior.

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We settled back into those leather seats and as we pulled out of the lot, I turned on the (satellite) radio. It was set to the ‘60s station, of course. The Beach Boys greeted us with 409 by the Beach Boys. Third base, I said to myself.

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My husband’s demeanor seemed to change as the car shifted gears, and he weaved smoothly between cars with the ease of his 25 year-old self. The contoured seats seemed to cup us in its hands, saying, hold on – let’s go for a real ride. It definitely wasn’t a family car. It had a “it’s me and you, kid” feeling: Bogie and Bacall, Rhett and Scarlett, John and Yoko, Bonnie and Clyde. It did not include Rover or kids. Too quickly, we were back at the dealership. We let the engine idle as we listened to the end of Mustang Sally. We heard the knock on the window but ignored it.

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“Home run,” I said. “Let’s do it.” I turn down the radio as I back out of the garage. I’m on my way to Walmart to pick up vitamins and hair color. A muscle twinges in my back. I’m not sure if it’s from stretching to shut the damn door, or if my impromptu chair dancing was a little too ambitious. That reminds me I need Advil. I’m definitely not 18 anymore. I change the station to Doctor Radio.

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