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The way you help heal the world is you start with your own family. -Mother Theresa-
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Cousinly Love by Joan Leotta Get On Your Feet...and Buy the Tee by Erika Hoffman A Legacy of Love: Mary Emily Platt Jackson by Leslie Moore Eat, Pray and Bring a Change of Clothes by Cheryl Maguire Read It! Nicole Says…Read The Bullet by Mary Louise Kelly Dreams of Falling by Karen White Sasee Asks an Expert Why You Will LOVE Consignment Shopping by Kelly Canipe - Kelly’s Consignment Embracing Change by Donna McCusker My Middle Child by Catherine A. MacKenzie
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Sasee Asks an Expert Bringing a Vision to Life: Callahan’s of Calabash by Eric Callahan - Callahan’s of Calabash My Sissy by Lynn Ingram Sasee Chats with Author Karen White by Leslie Moore Sasee Asks an Expert Enjoy the Benefits of Massage by Jasmine Fulmore - Massage Envy Sasee May Calendar
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letter from the editor
Cover Artist My Afternoon, by Sally Rosenbaum Sally Rosenbaum is a California impressionistic painter of original oil paintings and lives in the Wine country of the Napa Valley. She celebrates the figures of women reading, ruminating and writing in her paintings as well as landscapes of the vineyards and valleys of the Napa and Sonoma area. She holds a bachelors degree in fine art from the University of California, Berkeley, and has been published by Landmark Calendars and American Greetings. The artist’s work is also displayed in collections internationally, as well as in hospitals, retail home decor stores and hotels. Sally has published several books that are available on amazon.com, such as How to Paint Tenaciously: and Make a Living, Women and Wine Adult Coloring Book, and more.
Time with a good book is one of life’s simple pleasures – and I know many of you feel the same. These days, most of the books I read are non-fiction that I pick up to learn more about a specific interest, and I always enjoy these reads. But, May starts the summer reading season, and I’m switching to fun fiction. Sasee is so fortunate to have a wonderful book reviewer, Nicole McManus, and starting this month and going through the summer, she is adding another layer of fun for book lovers. Nicole will review a book written by one of our favorite authors and add a review of a book by an author we may not recognize, but is sure to become a new favorite. And, to add to your summer reading pleasure, I will interview a few of your favorite writers. I started this month with Karen White, a gifted author whose work I have loved for ages. Karen is a lovely person, inside and out, and it was such an honor to talk to her. I hope you enjoy reading my interview as much as I enjoyed writing it. I would love to hear what you are reading and why you love it – email me your favorite reads and we may review them in Sasee. Happy Mother’s Day!
To purchase or see more of her artwork, visit www.sallyrosenbaumfineart.com.
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Cousinly Love by Joan Leotta
On summer Saturday nights in Pittsburgh, in the years before air-conditioning, we often ate dinner at Aunt Mary’s house on Callowhill Street. I always chose to sit next to my cousin Diane. Older than me by four years she was my idol – smart, beautiful and, well, my idol. She was my best friend. She taught me how to blow bubbles with Double-Bubble gum, how to make doll-clothing from scraps, and how to create doll furniture from old shoe boxes. Where she went, I tagged along. “When Diane becomes a teenager,” my Mom warned me, she might not want you tagging along everywhere. She will not want you around her friends.” The summer I turned nine, my mother’s prediction seemed to come true. After each of those Friday dinners, as soon as we finished clearing the table and washing and drying the dishes, Diane and I played outside. On the first Friday night of that summer, Diane ran out into the backyard, slamming the screen behind her. Six or seven of her neighborhood pals were waiting and an after-supper softball game began. I stood on the back stoop waiting to be invited to play.
cade of cement steps loosely connects both places. The “team” needed an outfielder to keep the ball in the yard. “Hey, Diane, how about your little cousin over there?” I stood up, stepped off of the stoop onto the grass. Diane walked over to me. She pointed to the far end of the yard. “Stand over there. Don’t let any balls go over the fence.” I trotted out onto the soft grass and squinted back toward my cousin, the pitcher, who heaved a ball toward the next batter. I heard the crack of the bat as it met leather. I could barely see the ball in twilight’s shadows. That wicked sphere buzzed over my head, over the chain link boundary, and plunged to the alley below. Diane shouted. “Go get it!”
Diane shouted, “Just stay out of the way on the stoop. You’re too little to play.”
I could feel her glare as I unlocked the gate to descend into the world of the alley. Fifty-four cement steps down. Same up. My cousin was waiting by the gate to grab the ball and head back to the pitcher’s place when I reached the top again. I heard her sigh to her friends as she walked away from me, “She does hold up the game!”
I sat down on the steps willing the tears not to flow, willing my cheeks not to redden from the sting of rejection. Only the summer before I had been welcomed into my cousin’s groups as a mascot. They let me take a turn at bat, even to pitch a ball or two.
Diane wound up her arm. Again, her ball was clipped by the opposing team and found its way into the sky. I backed up, my eyes searching that ever-dimming twilight sky. I jumped as high as I could, but once again, the ball flew over the fence.
This year it seemed they were in the throes of teendom. They were living the horrors of braces and the delight of discovering perms, and giggling over boys. They ignored me. After all, I was a pig-tailed, sticker-obsessed nineyear old, firmly mired in the childhood they were leaving behind.
Fifty-four steps down. Fifty-four steps up. Diane grabbed the ball again but this time also shook her finger in my face. She put her hand on the gate latch. “I know it’s getting dark, but pay closer attention. One more miss and I’ll lock the gate behind you when you go down for the ball. You’ll have to stay in the alley all night.” Playing softball with the big girls was not quite as much fun as I had hoped.
So, I simply sat and watched as the older girls demonstrated their athletic prowess, wishing to be included. Then the older brother of one of the girls came and told her she had to go home. Now there was a vacant place by the chain link fence that marked off the outfield. Backyards on Callowhill were, and still are, fenced-off bits of land, sloping down, overlooking an alley canyon whose depth lay far below, a world of garages and garbage cans. A cas-
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For the third time, an opposing batter connected and once again the ball sailed toward me, oh so high! However, I had not grown taller or more skilled, so the inevitable occurred. My cousin pointed at me. “Go down to the alley and get it.” There was just enough light for me to discern the disgust on the faces of Diane and her friends.
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It was quite hard to find the ball in the alley this time. Shadows from the houses joined together to make the alley even darker than it had been before. There were no lights. After a few minutes, however, the moon appeared from behind some clouds, and thanks to its light I finally discovered the white leather softball nestled in a patch of weeds behind a neighbor’s garbage cans. Ball clutched in one sweaty hand, the other grasping the iron pipe railing as a support, I began the long ascent. As I climbed, I counted the steps again. When I stood at the top, on that fifty-fourth step, the full moon revealed an empty yard. My cousin and her friends were gone. I remembered my cousin’s threat. Moonlight gleamed on the gate latch. I touched it. Relief. My cousin had been merciful. She had not locked the gate. Despite my repeated sin of being too small, too young and too un-athletic, I had been shown cousinly mercy. I stepped back into the house. The grown-ups had left the dining room to enjoy coffee and conversation on the side porch. I walked through the dining room and hall into the living room where Diane was alone, on the couch, watching Wagon Train on television. I sat down on the floor next to the couch. Diane patted the couch cushion next to her. “Sit up here.” I climbed up beside her. She held out a bowl of popcorn and together we watched the winning of the west. She never said anything about the game or her threat, but I had received the message – no more tagging along when her friends were around. But my mother had underestimated Diane. The teen years had made her more involved with her peers, less interested in me when her “pals” were around, but adolescence had not entirely erased our cousinly bond. I was glad to know that she still loved me even though I might have to wait until her teen years finished before we would be seen together in public again.
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Postscript: My cousin Diane and I did grow close and in adulthood, it did again become ok to be seen with me in public. The only distance between us now is miles, since I live in North Carolina, and she is still in Pittsburgh.
Joan Leotta
of Calabash, North Carolina, has been playing with words since childhood. She is a journalist, playwright, short story writer and author of several mysteries and romances as well as a poet. She also performs folklore and one-woman shows on historic figures.
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Get on Your Feet . . . and Buy the Tee! by Erika Hoffman
My husband and I have season tickets to Broadway musicals at DPAC (Durham Performing Arts Center). It’s our monthly date which gets us off the couch, away from the refrigerator, and forced to mingle with the outside world. When we were young, I’d have had trouble committing my husband to spend a night each month watching a musical. He was busy with work; I with kids, and season tickets seemed like a waste of money. Now, we find our evening among strangers listening to talented actors, watching agile choreography, and viewing a show – we might not have chosen on our own – mesmerizing and satisfying. Such was the case with On Your Feet. I didn’t know much about Emilio and Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine. Sure, I was familiar with a few of their songs but totally ignorant they’d created so many catchy tunes. Yes, I vaguely recalled they were of Cuban heritage but didn’t realize the impact it had on Emilio who came here at the young age of ten. Barely did I remember their tour bus suffered an accident en route to Manhattan, and Gloria had some injuries; the extent of those I’d not realized nor the impact on her career or the struggle for a come-back from her near fatal crash. This libretto fascinated me, and there was a line that hit home. When the young couple wanted to produce a record in English and enthusiastically took it to their producer who had experienced enormous success with their records sung in Spanish, he turned them down. Flat! He bluntly informed them they were Latino singers, who sang for Latino audiences, and that Americans wouldn’t be interested in listening to their singing in English. He wasn’t going to take a risk on it and told them to stick to what they knew – the Latino community. After many protestations, Emilio had had enough. He got nose to nose with the fellow and declared: “Look at this face. Take a good look at this face. Because this is what an American looks like!” Emilio, played by Mauricio Martinez, dramatically delivered the lines making an impact on the hushed audience.
“Come on. I’ll show you.” “Whatever,” I answered like a petulant teen. When we reached the lobby, my husband headed to the tee shirt stand – something he never does because we never purchase souvenirs. Heck, we don’t even pose in front of the billboard to take a free cell phone pic. Yet, as soon as I neared the kiosk and saw the shirt, I smiled and assumed he was going to buy it. The tee shirt dealer had several choices, but the black shirt hanging above the stand was the one I knew my husband had his eye on. In bold letters, it stated: “This is what an American looks like.” “You think he’d want a large or a medium,” I asked. “Maybe they shrink,” he said. “Mo stays so fit. He likes tight clothes.” My husband held out his charge card and pointed to the medium shirt. “Thirty-five dollars. Hmm,” he muttered. “But it’s so perfect for him,” I assured. “I figure he can wear it when he gets sworn in as an American.” So, we bought the shirt and stowed it away for the day when we hear that our son-in-law is going to his citizenship ceremony. That day, I’ll wear my DAR pin, and my handsome, wedge-shaped eyed, Egyptian son-in-law can sport this shirt which states boldly: “This is what an American looks like.”
Intermission soon followed. I usually stay in my seat as does my husband. But he decided to wander about the lobby. He hurried back and told me to come with him. “Why?” I asked. “I don’t want anything to drink.”
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has composed two illustrated books for children, which are on Kindle: The Company You Keep and Altie-the Sea Pal. If you like her essays, you might enjoy her small Kindle books about her trek to Cuba: Welcome to Cuba: Get in Line and Welcome to Koobah! Also, Mohamed is set to become an American citizen this April. Erika hopes he wears the tee under his dress shirt!
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A Legacy of Love: Mary Emily Platt Jackson by Leslie Moore
The couple left a legacy of hard work and family values that lives on in their five daughters, Emily Vallarino, Laura Hoy, Kaki Williamson, Rachel Gandy and Jeanne Mize. In honor of Mother’s Day, the daughters agreed to share memories of their amazing mother and her many contributions to the development of the Grand Strand. A Conway native, Mary Emily Platt attended Converse College on a music scholarship with a bright future ahead as an opera singer. But, when she met Nelson Jackson at a Clemson dance, all of that changed. The couple fell madly in love – marrying within a six month period. “The wedding was on a Tuesday evening,” Emily told me. “Back then, everyone did their business on Saturdays and weddings were rarely held on weekends.” The couple settled in Nelson’s hometown of Tryon, North Carolina, and Nelson went to work in the family’s textile business. The girls spent every summer with their grandparents on the land that would eventually become Ocean Lakes Family Campground. “It was wonderful! We had free rein to roam the property.” The girls would drive their grandfather’s tractor to the beach and across Highway 17 to Crystal Lake. At that time, you didn’t have to have a driver’s license to drive a tractor on the highway!
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ary Emily Platt Jackson, matriarch of the family that started The Jackson Companies, was known and loved by everyone who knew her. The company started by Mrs. Jackson and her husband, Nelson Jackson, now includes Ocean Lakes Family Campground, Prestwick Golf & Country Club, Ocean Lakes Properties, Ocean Lakes Golf Cars, Ocean Lakes RV Center, Crystal Lake Mobile Home Village, and the 40-acre SayeBrook Town Center. The Jackson Companies still owns in excess of 1,500 acres of undeveloped land in the Myrtle Beach area. Several divisions of The Jackson Companies have been recognized nationally in both the golf and camping industries.
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“On Monday we could go to the Pavilion,” remembered Kaki. “You could get 12 rides for a dollar. We had to rake leaves that morning and that night Mother would take us to ride.” Mrs. Jackson involved her daughters in the family business from the beginning. “If we wanted a new dress, we’d go pick out a pattern. If our mother couldn’t find a pattern, she would draw one,” said Emily. “In 1955, Dad converted a Trailways bus into a motor home and put the Cloth of Gold logo, his textile company, on the side. We went all over the country visiting customers and wore clothes made out of cloth sold by Daddy.” Mary Emily would dress her girls to the nines in beautiful dresses made from Cloth of Gold and have them model for potential customers.
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Those trips hold many fond memories for all the Jacksons. “Our mother had us singing while we traveled – probably so we wouldn’t argue,” Jeanne said laughing. “She loved to tell a good joke – our mother was such a lady in the way she carried herself – that’s what made it so funny.” Kaki continued, “She was quiet compared to our dad, but if she had something to say you’d better listen.” After Mary Emily’s parents died in the ‘60s, she inherited 2,500 acres of land and wanted to keep the land in the family. “They thought the best way to keep the land in the family was to start a campground,” Rachel said. “They had to make enough money to pay the taxes.” On July 2, 1971, Ocean Lakes opened for business with only 30 campsites and one bath house. “We got the overflow,” Jeanne told me laughing. “At that time, people without reservations would camp on the side of the road.” Today the bustling campground has 859 campsites and 2,566 annual lease sites. “Our parents wanted a place for families,” Jeanne said. “We would ask, are you a family? If they said no, they couldn’t stay. Single people couldn’t camp – you had to be married.”
“Our mother was a huge supporter of the arts,” Laura began. “She was on the Long Bay Symphony Board of Directors and was one of the first people on the Myrtle Beach Museum Board of Directors.” Along with her love of music, Mary Emily was a gifted floral designer and avid garden club member. The list of her contributions to Grand Strand society is mind boggling, especially knowing she did it all while working to build one of the largest businesses in our area “What many people don’t realize is our parents were in their 50s when they started this business,” Kaki said “Mother would work all day, come home and cook dinner for us and then go back to work. I don’t know how she did it. Continued on page 14 13
Jeanne said, “She was our first hero – and full of courage. Our mother didn’t compare us to each other; she let us be who we were. We’ve had family meetings for about 40 years now. We were always expected to work together and to do what was best for the business.” “We know each other’s strengths,” said Laura. Mother taught me to sew and before I moved here, I made everything I wore and everything for the house – she taught me to just do it.” “We were all given a sense of family,” said Rachel when I asked her to share. “We all know how to love one another because of her and were encouraged to follow in her footsteps.” I always knew the sky was the limit,” Emily told me, the love for her mother evident in her eyes. “I’m a pilot and do international business. All of my sisters have broken the glass ceiling for women in different ways, and it’s because of the example set by our mother. Continued from page 13 All five daughters were taught the importance of customer service from an early age. “Mother did estate planning early and instilled in us a belief that our business was for the enjoyment of our customers. Both of our parents loved seeing everyone having a good time,” Rachel remembered. “They had fun and enjoyed life.” The Jackson girls were also shown the importance of a happy marriage by their loving parents. “Mom would serve Dad breakfast in bed every morning. She was so devoted to him and he to her,” Rachel said proudly. The couple was married 68 years when Nelson died in 2010. Mary Emily died only a few months later, and her daughters believe she just couldn’t live without her beloved Nelson. “Mother was a renaissance woman. She did not waste time and loved being busy. Everything she did, she did well – from cooking to hunting to singing her beloved opera to arranging flowers for the church every Sunday.” When I asked each daughter to share their mother’s greatest gift to them, Kaki started, saying, “She encouraged us and gave us guidance to go out and do and be brave – this was especially important for women.” 14
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Eat, Pray and Bring a Change of Clothes by Cheryl Maguire
I love to travel. Before becoming the proud parent of three darling cherubs everyone said to me, “Enjoy traveling now because once you have kids you won’t be able to do it anymore.” Well, I proved all the naysayers wrong by hopping on that plane with three kids in tow, sometimes internationally. I didn’t let their age stop me either; they all flew before the age of two.
The entire ride both ways was a wrestling match between us (me and my husband) and our boy/girl twins – they definitely won in case you were wondering. There was no way they wanted to sit quietly on our laps for five hours – they wanted to roam freely through the exciting new airplane. As you can imagine, I still have nightmares about it.
It wasn’t always easy though. In fact, it was downright disgusting at times but definitely worth it. I’m going to share some tips with you to save you the headache and messes I suffered. Plus, I threw in a tip which will shower you with compliments – that’s not always easy to find – especially being a parent on an airplane. So buckle up buttercup, you are about to hear extraordinary (and possibly humorous) international travel tricks with kids.
When we traveled with their younger sister, I purchased a ticket for her which meant I could strap her into her car seat. Do you think there was a wrestling match then? Nope, she slept the entire flight both ways. It was worth every penny spent on the ticket to save my sanity.
Bring a Car Seat: The first time our twins flew internationally they were eighteen months old. Most airlines do not require you to purchase a ticket if a child is under the age of two so this seemed like a no-brainer to me – of course, I saved the money and didn’t purchase tickets for them. I wish I had video recorded this plane trip because I know I would’ve won first place in “American’s Funniest Videos.”
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Pack a Change of Clothes for the Plane: Sometimes you learn the “hard way” and other times you learn in a downright repulsive way – don’t worry you are going to hear all the gory details. When my son flew for the first time we didn’t know he is prone to motion sickness. (We now also pack Dramamine.) I bet you are wondering, “How did you figure it out?” I’ll tell you how. I know we were cruising at an altitude of 36,000 feet since I remember the friendly captain making an announcement when my
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son vomited his egg and cheese sandwich all over the person to his left. And who might that have been? You guessed it, me. Of course, I had nothing to change into for the rest of the five-hour flight. Your child doesn’t have to get motion sickness – there could be a variety of other issues (I’m sure you can envision it if you try) which could require a change of clothes so be sure to pack at least something to change into or you will wish you did (and wonder if an egg and cheese sandwich was a wise breakfast choice). Pack a Change of Clothes for your Destination: Along with packing a change of clothes for the plane, you should also add clothes for your destination (such as a bathing suit, summer clothes, etc.) to your carry-on bag. Your luggage could get lost or it could take time getting to your room, so if you have other clothes accessible you will be ready to go swimming or whatever fun adventure you planned on your trip. You don’t want to be the family dressed in hoodies and pants by the pool because you couldn’t change your clothes. Besides dripping with sweat, you will have three whining kids repeatedly asking, “When can I go swimming?” Trust me that’s no way to start your vacation. Bring a Pen (or two): It took me at least three international flights before I remembered to add two pens to my passport holder. On the plane you receive immigration and customs forms which you need to fill out for each child (if they are too young to do it themselves) and the airlines will not provide a pen for you. Sure you could wait until you get there, but if your child is strapped into their car seat (which I know you brought because you used my tip) then you will have time to fill it out.
There are lots of old school games like a deck of cards, Tic Tac Toe, or iSpy that are easy to play in a confined space, yet don’t take up much space in your carry-on bag. Kids of all ages usually love these games. You could even learn a card trick or two and wow your little ones with your sleight of hand. Put Names on the Outside of Passports: A fellow traveler told me this tip, and I’ve received numerous compliments about it from security and airline personnel. In fact, I’ve probably heard more compliments about my passport cover than any other parenting technique I’ve tried. So, if for no other reason, you could put the label on just to hear, “What a great idea.” It will make you feel like a good parent while standing in the three-hour security line. The main reason for putting your name on the front cover is when you are in charge of five passports (at least I am) it prevents you from having to open each one to figure out who it belongs to. And of course, before I labeled it, I always ended up opening all five passports to get to the correct one. It makes things a little easier which is something you need when traveling with kids. And it took less than five minutes to put a label with the name on the cover, no crafting ability necessary, I promise. Who’s ready to hop on a plane? Me, ME!! Now that I shared my mishaps with you, hopefully you can have a fun flight with your wee ones. Yes, I did use the word fun and flying together – you have to make the best of it because once you get to your destination it will all be a distant memory unless you forgot your change of clothes.
Bring LOTS of Food: I can’t stress this enough. I pack an entire carry-on suitcase of just snacks. Have you ever gone to the zoo or a farm and fed the animals? It’s fun, right? The animals are happy to receive some food, and you feel happy that you made the animal happy – it’s a win-win situation. Well, traveling on a plane for hours, in a small confined area, requires some moments when you want to “feel happy,” and food is a great way to achieve this effect, even if it only lasts for five minutes. You have to save up these moments for when your child is about to lose it because even if you bring a whole carry-on suitcase filled with food, it’s going to run out if you overuse it. And you don’t want to have to use your change of clothes from them vomiting on you because you overfed them. Play Old School Games: Let’s face it, things can go wrong with electronics (batteries die, no WiFi, or glitching – whatever that means, but it must mean something bad since my son screams the word in frustration when using electronics a lot, and kids can get bored with it). If you are relying on that cool TV in the seat, don’t, because I’ve been on at least three flights where none of the TVs worked.
Cheryl Maguire
is a mother of twins and a daughter. Her writing has been published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Count Your Blessings, Parent Co., Signature Moms, Mothers Always Write and Twins Magazine. You can find her on Twitter @CherylMaguire05.
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Nicole Says…Read These Books Through the summer, Sasee will review one tried and true favorite author plus one new favorite to try!
The Bullet
by Mary Louise Kelly Caroline Cashion is a brilliant professor of French literature. She is 37 years old and loves her quiet lifestyle. When her wrist starts aching, she goes to the doctor for some routine testing and that is when her life turns upside down. The tests reveal she has a bullet in her neck! Caroline doesn’t know anything about this startling news, so she confronts her parents. After learning she is adopted and that her biological parents were murdered, she decides to head to her birthplace. Caroline thinks she only wants to learn more about her parents, but she finds herself in the midst of trying to solve their case. Will Caroline be able to learn about her biological family, or will she provide the perfect opportunity for the killer to finish what he/she started?
The author provides a fast story that will keep readers guessing. Broken into sections, and organized by date, readers will feel like they are on the same journey as Caroline. The main character seems to talk to the reader, as she processes the news and plans out her next steps. Some parts towards the end are a bit slower, but readers will still be anxious to see how things will end up for Caroline. The Bullet is a book that grabbed me by the cover. It intrigued me, and then I read the summary on the back and knew this was a book that I had to read. The thought of an adult finding out she had a bullet in her neck and never knew that it existed, fascinated me. I enjoyed the fact that this was a quick read that kept me turning the pages to find out what happens next. Yes, there are a few hiccups, but overall this is a great vacation read… a story to read and enjoy at a quick pace. I look forward to seeing what this author will write next.
Dreams of Falling
by Karen White - Hardback Release Date: June 5, 2018 a beautiful backdrop. It is exciting to read a book set in your hometown, and Dreams of Falling is no exception. Georgetown provided a supportive setting for the two groups of friends. Fans of Karen White will love this latest novel. For those who haven’t yet discovered this author, now is the perfect time This book shows the true meaning of friendship. Each set of friends mir- to dive in to her work. Dreams of Falling is a rors the other, and the events that could devastate families only seem to book that you won’t want to put down. strength their bonds. Karen White does an excellent job keeping readers on their toes, as she weaves the story through time and points-of-view. Karen White is one of our favorite authors and Readers will be thoroughly enchanted as they unveil secrets from the past if you enjoy her books as much as we do, you will want to take note of these upcoming dates. Karen White will be at the June 8th Moveable Feast and we and present. will be discussing Dreams of Falling with the author, during our June 25th I always enjoy Karen White’s books. Her writing perfectly blends past Facebook Book Club. To learn more about the author, take a look at Leslie and present, mystery and love, friendship and family, all while set against Moore’s interview on page 38. Larkin never thought she would return to her hometown of Georgetown, South Carolina, but when her mother goes missing, she knows she has to go home. They discover her mom, Ivy, badly injured at the family’s plantation home. Larkin is determined to find out why her mom was there and with the support of her two best friends, she uncovers secrets of the past and an unbreakable friendship that faced horrible tragedies.
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Nicole loves to read, to the point that she is sure she was born with a book in her hands. She writes book reviews in the hopes of helping others find the magic found through reading. Contact her at ARIESGRLREVIEW.COM.
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Why You Will LOVE Consignment Shopping by Kelly Canipe
When you think of consignment do the words “thrift store” come to mind? Do you have visions of outdated clothing, shoes and accessories? Well, those days are over, especially on the south end of the Grand Strand. From Murrells Inlet to Georgetown you will find a great selection of ‘‘upscale’’ consignment shops, specializing in new and like new, ‘‘high end’’ apparel, designer handbags, jewelry and shabby chic home décor. You name it; you’ll most likely find whatever you’re looking for. Savvy shoppers love designer labels and are educated on their full retail price. Most love to find these labels in ‘‘like new’’ condition, with tags still attached, at a fraction of full retail price. Wouldn’t you love to find a ‘‘Lilly Pulitzer’’ dress, with the original price tag of $200 and grab it for $49? Or a ‘‘Louis Vuitton’’ handbag, retailing for $2,000 and getting it for $500? These are just a few examples of the many bargains which can be found consignment shopping. As consignment shop owners, we know our clientele and know what does and does not sell. We know the brands our clients are looking for. As the consignment clothing and accessory market continue to grow, we must be very selective in the items we choose to consign on your behalf. We also have to do our homework when it comes to pricing your items. We want to make it fair for all parties. We generally price items at 25% of full retail price, with a 50/50 split with our consignors. It’s a great way to make extra money when you no longer have a need for your quality saleable items.
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With the popularity of consignment shopping booming, you can buy top brands without feeling guilty and keep your homes and wardrobes fresh. So, get your girlfriends together and plan a weekend consignment shopping, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised. Kelly Canipe is the owner of Kelly’s Consignment Boutique in Murrells Inlet. Stop by and say hello to her manager, Barbara Wright, at 5200 Hwy 17 Bypass or call 843-650-9913.
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Embracing Change by Donna McCusker
Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future. John F. Kennedy When my ophthalmologist said I could go blind, my mind raced with potential outcomes. I was living in a condominium at the top of a hill in Wappingers Falls, New York. If my sight worsened, I wouldn’t be able to drive – and nothing was in walking distance. For several years, Wappingers and my condo there served a purpose. I taught in New York City, and commuted. It was a lovely place. Life had shifted for me though. Now, I was retired and having physical issues. The thought of losing my independence made the future look bleak. My current situation triggered some old memories. Years ago, my grandmother lived with us after her husband died. We were young, Grandma was in good health, and was a tremendous help to Mom. She seemed happy. After the four of us moved out to start our own families, home had become an “empty nest,” and things changed.
but they all have their own lives. My daughter, Tara, has a beautiful home with a large basement. She suggested remodeling it into a bedroom, so I could move in. Why did I feel such angst? It was always such a joy to spend time with her family, and I knew the space would be lovely. Their home is also in Wappingers though, where transportation is a necessity. Tara and her husband both work and have busy lives. Kyra, their daughter, was in high school, had a job and social activities. Moving in would be an imposition. Loss of one’s independence happens one step at a time. Like walking a tightrope, you can easily lose your footing and slip – and it’s all downhill from there.
Embrace change. It may open the door to exciting new experiences, peace, renewal and real joy.
My parents relocated, with Grandma, to a condominium. They worked, so she was often alone. One day when I visited her, she was staring out a window and looked incredibly sad. My parents’ place was beautiful and had ample space for her. It was hard for me to understand her feelings. Now I do.
Debbie told me a park was across the street from the complex, and that we would be able to “walk to everything.” A pool, gym, recreational center, bookstore, restaurants, movie theater and shops were all nearby. It sounded like the perfect fit.
Grandma had lived in Mt. Vernon, New York – a bustling city. Homes of friends and relatives lined her street, and several shops were close by. Rental income from a boarder helped pay her monthly bills. She didn’t feel dependent. Now, stores were too far away to walk to and she couldn’t drive. She may have felt like a bird in a gilded cage. Life shifts and circumstances change. The looming alteration of my own life seemed radical. For several years, I drove to the South Bronx, taught full-time during the day and attended college at night. Living up on a hill with nothing in walking distance provided a welcome weekend respite. Now, I was retired, and it was isolating. My needs were different. Normally I am an optimist, but suddenly my future looked bleak. The thought of losing my independence and having to completely rely on my daughters for the rest of my life scared me. My daughters are wonderful,
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Just as I was mulling all this over in my mind, my sister, Deborah called. She said she was moving to South Carolina, and thought I should too. Her friend, Kathy, who lived there for several years, said she found the perfect apartment for her.
Somehow, I knew this would be the right move for me. When we hung up, I called the manager of the apartments, and asked him to send me information on available units. Fortunately, change doesn’t scare me if it has the potential for a positive outcome. To me, not taking a chance, especially if it could better my life, would be more of a risk. Still, my heart ached at the thought of moving away from my “girls.” Two of my daughters lived within 10 minutes of my condo and my other daughter was an hour away. We often did things together, so this change would clearly be a dramatic shift in our lifestyles. It was time though. My daughters were grown and on their own. As much as I love them, I knew we should all spread our wings.
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I always felt if something wasn’t working for me – be it a job, lifestyle or other situation, being afraid to make a change could be destructive. Change, as tenuous as it might make me feel, would be much better than stagnating. To me, stagnation is the worst risk of all. So, here I am, in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Do I have regrets? I miss my family and friends down to the very core of my being. But, I know one thing for certain. This is the best thing for all of us. The lifestyle here, with so many options to stay physically and mentally fit, is invigorating in every sense of the word. At this “well-seasoned” stage of my life, that’s critical. I can watch concerts from my patio, and recently saw performers impersonate Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis. New Year’s Eve brought a spectacular display of fireworks. There are so many gorgeous days to walk around the lake here. We often stop for a few minutes to absorb the beautiful surroundings – amazed that we were introduced to this little bit of heaven on earth.
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My advice? Embrace change. It may open the door to exciting new experiences, peace, renewal and real joy. Jimmy Dean once said: I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. I truly believe that, at this stage of my life – Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, was meant to be my destination. PS: The doctor was wrong. I never did lose my eye sight!
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retired to Myrtle Beach after teaching high school students in the South Bronx for several years. Formerly a content strategist for Ogilvy & Mather’s advertising agency in NYC, she is now applying her background in education, advertising and writing to author a book about her experiences as a teacher.
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My Middle Child by Catherine A. MacKenzie
I was a horrible mother in April 1980 after the birth of my second child, Matthew, the only planned child of my three. I didn’t want to see him; I didn’t want to hold him. Why? Because his name was to have been Melissa. I hadn’t wanted more children after the birth of my first son, but eight years later, yearning for a daughter, I discovered a book titled, Your Baby’s Sex: Now You Can Choose. The cover heralded: “The new, startling discovery announced in Reader’s Digest” and “The simple home method to help you pick your child’s sex before pregnancy.” I eagerly purchased the book and memorized the instructions. My thenhusband and I followed the formula: particular positions, optimum times of the month, foods to eat and avoid – even specific underwear for the father-to-be. I ate healthier. I planned a natural childbirth and took Lamaze classes. I almost went as far as finding a mid-wife and delivering the baby at home, but thankfully my doctor put the kibosh to that. I announced to the world I was carrying a girl, even had my family and friends convinced. (This was before sex-revealing ultrasounds.) I crocheted pink and white afghans. I knitted pink sweaters, bonnets and booties, as did my grandmother. I sewed flowery, lacy dresses, and I bought and stuffed drawers with girls’ clothing.
When I woke, I was told I had birthed a boy. A nurse entered my room, an eight-pound baby in one arm and Matthew, at ten pounds six ounces, in the other. The poor eight-pounder appeared frail and sickly compared to my wide-eyed baby, who looked three months old. “He’s a football player!” the nurse exclaimed.
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Within hours, I developed an allergic reaction from the bandages, and sores and pus erupted on my skin from my thighs to my neck. A wire tent contraption, covered with a sheet for privacy, was placed over my naked body so my skin could heal. Apparently my condition was so bizarre that medical students, nurses, and doctors – you name it – lifted the sheet to gawk. I was depressed, frustrated, sore. I didn’t want to see or hold my son. I recovered and, of course, I loved and wanted my son. My dreadful disposition after his birth had more to do with the surgery and the aftermath rather than his sex. I’d never had surgery before. I’d never been on display like a circus freak, either. Eighteen months after Matthew’s birth, without the use of dubious methods, I delivered a girl. Life proceeded. My children matured, married, birthed my grandchildren.
People Say . . . “You don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone”. Truth is, you knew what you had . . . You just never thought you would lose it.
My pregnancy and labor progressed according to plan, the opposite of my first pregnancy when I had screeched at the top of my lungs for three days while in the hospital. But then chaos erupted. The baby was larger than the eight-pound prediction and descending face first. I would not be able to deliver naturally. White-clothed individuals bustled about. Nurses frantically removed my nail polish. Within minutes I was in the operating room, having an emergency C-section.
I was in shock. Angry.
I was also in dire agony.
Despite our “awkward” start, Matthew and I formed a special bond. His brother and sister continually teased that he was my favorite, the golden child, a mommy’s boy. He wasn’t my favorite; I love my children equally and would never intentionally favor one over the other. I never considered him a mommy’s boy, either, and he didn’t like the connotation, but he’d sport a sly grin whenever they teased us. So much for middle child syndrome. And then, in mid-December 2016, an X-ray revealed an unexpected mass on Matt’s heart. In January 2017, we received the cancer diagnosis: a rare heart sarcoma. Nine months to live. On March 11, he died. Two months from diagnosis to death. Losing my son was harrowing and horrid, an experience I never imagined I’d suffer. This wasn’t supposed to happen to him; this wasn’t supposed to happen to me or to my family – those horror stories befall strangers. How could my sweet son, a hearty and healthy thirty-six-year-old, with a zest for life and everything to live for, die?
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My children had never had health issues. Loss had never affected my family, nothing above the ordinary. Sure, I lost grandparents and was devastated at my parents’ deaths, but parents predecease children – that’s the natural order of life. But not in my case. I sat by my son’s bedside every day, controlling my tears until I returned home. I emailed doctors all over the world in the hopes of discovering a miracle. I located a doctor who implanted a mechanical heart and then a donor heart, which were to have returned his life to normalcy. But my poor son’s body, weakened from too many surgeries too soon, gave out.
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All I ever desired was to be a terrific mother, doing as much as I could for my three children while letting them manage life’s difficulties as mature adults. No matter their ages, children look to their parents for guidance, for answers, for protection. But we can’t always save them, a sad fact I learned the hard way. I mourn every day for my cherubic, blond-haired child, the baby I didn’t want – the adult I so desperately wanted to live. I regret those hours I ignored him after his birth and would give anything to turn back the clock to recapture precious moments, to hug him one last time, to say “I love you” again. After Matt’s death, I discovered grief varies for every death. Not more; not less. Different. Everything is different now. My life is different – I’m different. My wounds still ooze. I can’t imagine them ever scabbing over, but if they do, the scars won’t be reminders. My son will forever exist in my heart, my mind, my soul. I discovered a grief quote on one of my Facebook bereavement groups. One of the lines resonates with me: “Grief is love with no place to go.”
Catherine A. MacKenzie
lives in Halifax, Nova Scotia, where she escapes from her mundane world by writing fiction and poetry. Her first novel, Wolves Don’t Knock, will be published soon. Check out her website: www.writingwicket.wordpress.com.
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by Jason and Dawn Cashatt Bill and Carolyn Anderson were married 65 years ago when she was just 16 years old, and he was 19. They met in school together in Latta, South Carolina. Five daughters, seven grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren later, Bill and Carolyn are still as much in love as ever. “He’s still my honey after 65 years,” Mrs. Anderson shared. The Andersons have had their share of challenges, including the loss of one of their daughters, but their attitude of thankfulness to the Lord for his blessings gives them joy and so much love to share with others. The Andersons started their family when Carolyn was only 19 years old, and they enjoyed growing up with their girls. Their home was a welcome place for their daughters and their daughters’ friends, and they instilled in their daughters the importance of integrity above all else. “Be honest and true. Never lie. Always treat people the way you want to be treated. If you want to have a friend, be a friend.” Bill and Carolyn modeled this type of integrity in front of their daughters in their marriage. As parents, the Andersons wanted their children to learn to see others and not become self-focused. Though their large and growing family is more scattered in distance, their family is tied together by the love that formed the foundation of the Anderson home. Mr. Anderson believes the remedy for cross words is to wrap your arms around the person who’s angry and love them. “You’d be surprised how much that changes things,” he smiled. The Andersons believe family is the greatest gift in the world. When asked what she’d like most for Mother’s Day from her children, Mrs. Anderson replied “Come see me. Nothing means more to me than a hug and a kiss and my children letting me know they love me. It’s always the first thing they do,” said Mrs. Anderson. Bill and Carolyn Anderson are residents of Bethea Retirement Community in Darlington, South Carolina. “So now faith, hope and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” - I Corinthians 13:13
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Women in Philanthropy and Leadership for Coastal Carolina University brings together women of diverse talents and experiences who share the ambition of building a better CCU and a better community. WIPL is a movement – a gathering of like-minded individuals who join their collective talents and resources to make a positive impact on CCU and its extraordinary students. WIPL is motivating and inspiring women as leaders, donors and advocates while simultaneously transforming women’s giving for greater impact.
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Honoring Our Fallen Heroes on Memorial Day Bringing a Vision to Life: Callahan’s of Calabash by Eric Callahan
Forty years ago this spring, my grandfather, Clark Callahan, and my dad, also Clark Callahan, bought a 2,500 square foot building in Calabash that had housed a gift shop. My grandfather lived here and was one of the original developers of Carolina Shores. He convinced my dad to move here from Akron, Ohio, with my mom, who was pregnant with me, and my brother and sister who were five and three. Callahan’s of Calabash opened with the help of my cousin, Dean Spatholt, who also moved here to work in the company at only 20 years old. Dad had very limited retail experience, he was working in sales at a trucking company in Ohio before moving here, but his personality and vision – plus a lot of hard work – made us successful. Today, Callahan’s is 35,000 feet of retail space housing everything from Christmas items to clothing to jewelry and much more. Dad opened the store with the same type of merchandise the former owner sold – seashells, souvenirs, tee shirts, etc. In 1984 we started selling Christmas items – Dad realized that people like taking home a Christmas ornament to remember their vacation, and it took off. A lot of people still call us “The Christmas Shop.” He added on to the original store nine times through the years, each time expanding the variety of merchandise offered. One great example of my father’s foresight is the nautical room – we have antique nautical items and artifacts that were originally placed to entertain the men while their wives shopped. He then added benches on the porch and a ring toss game – it’s no secret that women spend most of the money in a store like this, and Dad knew entertaining their husbands would allow them to shop longer. Now we have the Yeti line, men’s clothing, Fish Hippie, Costa Del Mar sunglasses and more just for men. Dad always wanted to do something just a little different for his customers. Soon after opening, Callahan’s began doing well, and Dad saw its potential. He kept investing in the business and opening new businesses. Today, we have 220-230 employees and are opening a new restaurant this month. Dean still works with the company and has been integral to the success of the restaurants. Even though Dad has now retired, he left his stamp on our company. His hard work and outgoing personality inspired loyalty – and is much of what made us successful. I admire him so much and hope to continue on his path of success for years to come. Eric Callahan is the Manager of Callahan’s at Calabash and Marketing Director for The Boundary House Restaurant, Clark’s Seafood and Chop House and Sea Island Trading Company. Their new restaurant in Calabash, The Oyster Rock, is now open! Visit www.callahansgifts.com for more information.
While Memorial Day has become synonymous with the beginning of the summer season and all the fun to be had over the next three months, it actually has a much more solemn purpose. Here are a few things you could do this Memorial Day to honor the true meaning of the day. 1. Wear or display a red poppy
Now a widely recognized memorial symbol for soldiers who have died in conflict, the red poppy tradition grew from the World War I poem, “In Flanders Field,” by Canadian LieutenantColonel John McCrae. The poem refers to the red poppies that grew over the graves of fallen soldiers in the lines.
2. Pause at 3 pm
In accordance with the National Moment of Remembrance resolution, which was passed in 2000, pause from whatever you are doing at this time to reflect on the sacrifices made by so many to provide freedom to all.
3. Read the original Decoration Day proclamation
Less than 500 words in length, Logan’s proclamation, officially titled General Orders No. 11, is a sobering call-to-duty for all U.S. citizens.
4. Watch the National Memorial Day Concert
Broadcast live from the U.S. Capitol Building’s West Lawn, the National Memorial Day Concert has become a memorial service for the entire nation. Featuring the National Symphony Orchestra as well as military bands and choral groups, the concert is a moving tribute to the fallen and their families. This year’s concert takes place on Sunday, May 27th at 8 p.m. and is broadcast on PBS.
5. Display the U.S. flag
Do you have an American flag for your home? Since Memorial Day is a day of national mourning, fly the flag at half-staff from sunrise until noon to commemorate those who have died. The flag is raised back to full staff at 12 pm to honor living veterans.
6. Attend a parade
There are several parades planned in our area. Don red, white and blue clothes, bring a small flag to wave, and join in the tribute.
7. Make a financial donation
Many veterans agencies and national organizations are always in need of financial support.
8. Pray for the fallen and our nation
Attend a religious service at your church or spend some time praying for the souls of those who gave the ultimate sacrifice, for their family members, for our country’s future and for peace in the world.
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My Sissy
by Lynn Ingram It was late, I was tired, and I wanted nothing more than to drag my weary body up the stairs and burrow deep under the covers and sleep, sleep, sleep. But there was something in that voice on my answering machine that bespoke a need, an urgency to talk to me, something that pulled at me more strongly than my need for sleep: “Hello, my name is Sandy Murphy, and I’m trying to get in touch with Lynn Ingram.” She’d left two messages, and while there was urgency in the first one, the second one contained an element of something edging close to panic. So even though it was nearly midnight, I called her back. We exchanged pleasantries, and she began to stumble a bit through a few sentences of the “I’ve got something to tell you, and I don’t know how to say it” variety. “Here,” I said. “Let me help you out a little bit. You think you might be my sister.” “How in the world did you know?” she asked. In 1991, I’d opened my mailbox to find a plain white envelope with no return address. Beside my name, the sender had written one word: “Personal.” Inside was a note from a woman who said she was a friend of mine,
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although she didn’t identify herself. She told me this story: She had been searching for a child she gave up for adoption years earlier. In the process, she’d met a woman who was searching for her birth parents. That woman had learned enough to think she might be my sister. My anonymous letter writer really liked my potential sister, and she told my potential sister she thought I’d want to know of her existence. Then, my anonymous friend wrote me the note I was holding in my hand. Enclosed with the note was a newsletter from an adoption search agency in which my potential sister told her story – and gave her name, address and telephone number. What did I feel and think the day I opened that letter – seventeen years before I responded to those messages on my answering machine? It’s difficult to accurately reconstruct past emotions and thoughts. Surely I was curious, maybe a bit excited at the prospect of a sister, maybe apprehensive at the complication this could represent. Here’s a better question: Given that I love to solve problems, untangle mysteries, get to the bottom of any puzzle that crosses my path, why did I file that letter in the back of the book where I kept genealogy materials? Maybe because there was already too much trouble brewing in my life, maybe because I knew some of that trouble would soon explode and I’d be too fragmented to take on the emotional weight of a new sibling. I’m not sure, but file that letter away I did, and I left it buried in that book.
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So while I was explaining all this to the voice on the phone, I fetched that letter from its tucked-away spot and read to this woman words she had written in that adoption search agency newsletter nearly two decades ago. Something remarkable happened during that phone call that went on into the wee hours of the morning, and that something continued, with growing intensity, over the next few weeks, as we exchanged emails and photographs and stories and history. We connected. We experienced a felt sense of belonging. It was as if a broken thread had knotted itself back together that first night on the telephone, and every time we spoke or messaged, that thread grew thicker and stronger. When I opened the first photo she sent me of herself, I gasped. It was as if my father’s face, in female form, was staring back at me. I knew. I knew. This woman was my sister. We made plans to meet. She drove to my house on Easter Sunday. I first saw her face as she drove on to my street. We started talking as she drove into my driveway; we could hardly stop long enough to allow her to get out of her car. We knew. We both knew. There were hugs, there were tears, there were moments where neither of us took a breath. Over three days, sleep and food were just necessary nuisances, because there was so much to tell. Indeed, between the two of us, we had more than 100 years of history on which to catch up. No one will ever accuse either of us of being at a loss for words, so we made a pretty big dent in getting each other up to speed. The number of times we said “me, too” and “Oh, I can’t believe it; I did the same thing” and “I feel exactly that way” were countless. It was like looking into a mirror that could and would talk back. We pored over family albums. I showed her the brother she’d never know; Jim had died in 1992, just after she’d started her search for her biological parents. She’d known of his existence, and mine, too, of course. In fact, she’d met our father, although he never told her that she was his daughter. It was a long and complicated, but pleasant and friendly conversation, and they’d stayed in touch through letters and phone calls. He’d told her, “I don’t think I’m who you’re looking for, but I think I know who is. And – don’t you think some things are better off not known?” He also told her that he had two children, my brother and me, and he asked her not to contact us. Why, we wondered? And the only sensible answer seemed to be that he knew she was his daughter, and he was fearful of what might happen to his relationship with my brother and me if she came into the picture. There should have been no reason for him to fear difficulties with my mother; they’d been divorced since 1980. Still, they’d finally become friends, so who knows? Maybe he feared this news of a daughter they didn’t share would hurt her feelings. Those were questions to which we’d never know the answers. Both my parents had died in 1998, and she knew this. After their deaths, her friends started encouraging her to find me. “You kept your promise to him,” they said. “You didn’t contact her while he was alive. Don’t you think maybe she might want to know you, especially now?”
Timing really must be everything. She waited ten years after Daddy died, and evidently that was just the right amount of time. What would I have felt or done if she’d showed up too soon after he was gone? My reverse crystal ball is broken, but I think it’s safe to say that could easily have been emotionally overwhelming. Her own father – her adoptive father, the man who was Daddy for her whole life – had died a few years before she found me. At the time she called, her mother was in failing health. She herself was divorced, as was I, and she had a daughter who was moving rapidly into her own life as a young adult. It was just the right time for her to find me. That is not to say that the two of us were all settled and had our lives all figured out. Far from it. But we were in exactly the right place to have room in our lives and hearts for a sister. What a pretty word. Sister. My sister. Our next visit was at her house in Mt. Pleasant. She needed an outfit for a wedding, so we went shopping. There we were, each trying on clothes, finding something that looked just right for the other one, taking it over, saying “You’ve GOT to try this on. It is SO you!” How could we know those things? Who knows? It was automatic, natural, seamless, and as easy as if we’d been doing it all our lives. In fact, it was so easy and natural that we didn’t even quite realize how momentous was the occasion we were sharing. Until I looked at her and saw tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. “What is it?” I asked. “I’m shopping with my SISTER,” she said. “My SISTER. I’ve had other friends tell me about that my whole life, tell me they went shopping with their sisters, how much fun they had, and I didn’t get it. I get it now. My sister. I have lived my whole life, and I have never done this. And today I am shopping with my sister. I have a sister.” Yes. She does. I do. We are sisters. She’s my Sissy, and I am hers.
Lynn Ingram
Lynn Ingram's writing has appeared in The Charlotte Observer, Progressive Farmer, Lake Wylie Magazine, and a number of other publications, including Cape Fear Living Magazine, for which she writes a monthly column. She teaches psychology at UNCW and sees clients in her private psychology practice in Wilmington. She has recently resumed acting at TheatreNOW, and she's on the verge of becoming an avid contra dancer.
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Sasee Chats with Author Karen White One of my greatest joys is to lose myself for a few hours in a world created by one of my favorite writers – and one of those writers is the lovely Karen White. I spent a very pleasant half hour talking with Karen who graciously agreed to share a little about her writing with us. I asked this popular and prolific writer why she chose to write about the south – even though she’s not a southerner by birth. Karen’s father was an executive with Exxon and the family lived all over the world while Karen was growing up. “My parents are both from Mississippi,” Karen began, “and I spent every summer in Mississippi with my grandmother.” Those lazy summers in a small southern town gave Karen a southern identity that has stayed with her throughout her life. “I was always considered an insider, everyone knew me because of my grandmother, but because I didn’t live there full time I could see the nuances and differences of being from the south which is great for a writer.” “I don’t write any particular genre,” Karen told me when I asked her about the differences in her more than two dozen published novels. “I grew up reading everything from Stephen King to Victoria Holt to James Michener. I just want to tell a good story, like the kind of story I like to read. And I love the paranormal – a lot of my books have a little glimmer of that. I try not to pay attention to genre, rather I write about flawed characters that people can relate to and set the story in the south.” Karen laughed and shared with me that her dad told her and her three brothers ghost stories as bedtime stories when she was a child. “I would get so scared I’d sleep under my brother’s bed! I remember what scared me as a child and rarely have to research that for my books – if you look in a mirror and see someone looking back at you – that is scary!” I was surprised when Karen told me she never liked to write as a child. “I didn’t understand why until I learned to type in the 10th grade. I finally realized why writing was so painful; my slow handwriting could never keep up with the ideas flowing in my head. My thoughts would be on Chapter 3 while I was still trying to write the first sentence by hand!” And with two older and one younger brother, Karen didn’t dare keep a journal. “It would have been social suicide if my brothers had gotten my diary and taken it to school.” The one thing Karen missed growing up was having a sister. “I have only written one book with a living brother. All of my characters are only children or have sisters. I loved listening to my mother and my aunts talk growing up and always wanted a sister. That’s why I create sisters in my books.” Karen still loves to read as much as she did growing up. “It’s funny, as much as I love southern fiction, I can’t read it while I’m writing it,” she
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told me thoughtfully. “I’ve really gotten into domestic thrillers, like Gone Girl and Girl on a Train. I read everything in that genre I can get my hands on. Kate Morton is one of my favorite authors – she’s amazing, I’ve read everything she’s ever written.” Even though Karen didn’t live in the south growing up, she now lives in Atlanta with her husband, two children and two beloved Havanese dogs. “I actually met my husband when I lived in London. His sister and I were best friends in high school, and I married her older brother.” Meet Karen on June 8th at the Moveable Feast to be held at Pawleys Plantation. Her latest novel, Dreams of Falling is set in Georgetown – I know I can’t wait to read it! Reserve your spot by visiting www.classatpawleys.com or by calling 843-235-9600. Meanwhile, visit Karen’s website, www.karen-white.com and sign up for her newsletter. It’s always a fun read, and Karen gives away tons of free stuff to subscribers.
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Have you ever woken up with a crick in your neck or felt excruciating pain in your back throughout the day? Do you suffer from tension headaches or migraines? Is arthritis keeping you from the activities you love? How well are you sleeping at night? All of these issues have one thing in common – they can be helped with therapeutic massage. Massage is beneficial for numerous things, from physical ailments to stress, pain and more. As adults, we could all benefit from massage because we all have stress. You may be wondering, “How would massages benefit me?” For example, if you are suffering from arthritis, a Swedish style massage and lymphatic drainage techniques can help reduce the swelling and inflammation associated with the pain of arthritis. While massage cannot reverse arthritis, it can slow the progression and make the pain more bearable. If you are suffering with migraines, while there are no known causes, stress and tension certainly fuel their intensity and duration. Massage is beneficial to migraine suffers because it helps lengthen the tissues in the neck and release the tension. While the benefit of massage is not always immediate, getting regular massage services can help decrease the frequency, duration and intensity of migraines and arthritis symptoms. Massage helps to get the body in balance. When the body gets out of balance, other areas compensate to distribute the additional load. This leads to muscle tension, a buildup of fat deposits, and overworked muscles. By seeking out a professional massage therapist capable of proper massage techniques such as cranial sacral, trigger point, Swedish and reflexology, a person can benefit greatly from massage.
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To learn more, schedule an appointment today at any of the three Massage Envy locations in Myrtle Beach. We promise that your body and mind will be rejuvenated after receiving services from our friendly professionals. Services are available Monday-Friday 8am-10pm, Saturday 8am-10pm and Sunday 10am-8pm.
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2018 Lineup 2 5 t h
A N N I V E R S A R Y
October 4 Wine Gala
October 5 Ambrosia
October 6 The Spinners
October 11 The British Invasion Years
October 12 Rick Braun
October 13 Edwin McCain
October 18 The Drifters
October 19 O Sole Trio
October 20 Three Sheets to the Wind
Purchase Tickets Now! www.pawleysmusic.com
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The Harp and Hound
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GEORGETOWN 2018
ARTWALK inspire • create • share
ARTWALK: Saturday, May 12 - Sunday, May 13 Mother’s Day Weekend – Join Us on Front Street for these Free Events! JURIED ART SHOW ART IN THE PARK EXHIBITORS STUDENT ART EXHIBIT • KIDS’ ART ACTIVITIES BOOK SIGNINGS • CONCERTS PHOTOGRAPHY EXHIBIT MOTHER’S DAY APPRECIATION WALL
Sunset in McClellanville by Tommy Beaver, Georgetown 2017 ARTWALK Jurors’ Award Winner
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May 2018
3-6/10 21st Annual Waccamaw Arts & Crafts Guild Juried Exhibition The Art Museum at Myrtle Beach, 3100 S. Ocean Blvd. For more info, call 843-235-2510 or visit www.wacg.org.
11-13 Georgetown Art Walk juried exhibitors, live music, kid’s activities and more! Wine walk on Friday, 6-9pm, activities on Saturday, 10am-5pm and Sunday, 11am-4pm. For more info, call 843-359-1078 or visit www.culturalcouncilofgeorgetown.org.
4 The Embers 6 pm, Francis Marion Park, Georgetown. For more info, visit www.georgetownseaport.com.
12 Annual Mayfest on Main 10am-6pm, Main Street, North Myrtle Beach. For more info, call 843-281-2662 or visit www.northmyrtlebeachchamber.com.
5 Rivertown Music & Craft Beer Festival 11am-6pm, downtown Conway. For more info, call 843 248 6260 or visit www.conwayalive.com.
19-20 Blue Crab Festival 9am-6pm, Little River. For more info, call 843-249-6604 or visit www.bluecrabfestival.org.
5 Annual Blessing of the Inlet Belin United Methodist Church, Murrells Inlet, 9am-4pm, 843-651-5099, www.blessingoftheinlet.com.
25 Moveable Feast Mary Alice Monroe discusses Beach House Reunion, 11am, Pawleys Plantation, $30. For more info, call 843-235-9600 or visit www.classatpawleys.com.
8 Inspiring Women’s Luncheon noon, Singleton Ballroom, CCU, $25. For more info, visit www.coastal.edu/wipl.
25 The Tams with Little Red Ocean Isle Concert Series, 6:30-8pm, Museum of Coastal Carolina parking lot, E. Second St., Ocean Isle Beach, N.C. For more info, call 910-619-1927.
10-20 Love, Lies, and The Doctor’s Dilemma Swamp Fox Players, Strand Theatre, Georgetown. For times and ticket info, call 843-527-2924 or visit www.swampfoxplayers.com.
30 Sunset Beach Concert Series 7-9pm, Village Park on Queen Anne Street, Sunset Beach, N.C. For more info, call 910-367-6396 or visit www.sunsetbeachconcerts.com.
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Arbor Landing............................................................................................................ 51 Aunique Boutique....................................................................................................... 27 The B. Graham Interiors Collection........................................................................... 22 Barbara’s Fine Gifts...................................................................................................... 34 Bath Fitter.........................................................................................................5 Bethea Baptist Retirement Community..............................................................30 Brightwater.................................................................................................................. 49 Brookgreen Gardens................................................................................................... 17 Bungalow 17............................................................................................................... 31 Callahan’s of Calabash................................................................................................... 3 Cariloha.......................................................................................................................17 Carolina Car Care......................................................................................................... 5 Carolina Regional Cancer Center............................................................................... 21 The Citizens Bank....................................................................................................... 23 Class LLC....................................................................................................................39 Coastal Luxe................................................................................................................ 52 Connie’s New To You.................................................................................................. 34 Custom Outdoor Furniture........................................................................................ 35 Dr. Grabeman............................................................................................................... 5 Dr. Sattele’s Rapid Weight Loss & Esthetic Centers............................................. 16 Eleanor Pitts................................................................................................................ 39 Frank’s & Frank’s Outback......................................................................................... 47 Georgetown Art Walk................................................................................................. 46 Good Deed Goods...................................................................................................... 42 Grady’s Jewelers........................................................................................................... 15 Grand Strand Healthcare............................................................................................42 Hospice Care of SC.................................................................................................... 22 Hot Fish Club............................................................................................................. 34 The Joggling Board..................................................................................................... 42 Kelly’s Consignment................................................................................................... 23
Lack’s Outdoor Furniture........................................................................................... 25 The Lakes at Litchfield.................................................................................................. 7 Long Bay Symphony.................................................................................................. 31 Marshview Seafood Kitchen & Bar..................................................................27 Massage Envy..................................................................................................41 Morningside of Georgetown............................................................................17 Myrtle Beach Plastic Surgery...........................................................................43 Neighbor to Neighbor.....................................................................................47 Ocean Lakes Family Campground...................................................................15 Palmetto Ace...................................................................................................43 The Palmettos Assisted Living & Memory Care........................................................31 Papa John’s Pizza.........................................................................................................31 Painting with a Twist...................................................................................................31 Pawleys Island Festival of Music & Art....................................................................... 44 Physicians Weight Loss...............................................................................................29 Rose Arbor Fabrics......................................................................................................43 Sago House Furniture................................................................................................. 45 SB Turf & Mulch........................................................................................................ 26 Sea Island Trading Co................................................................................................... 2 Shades and Draperies.................................................................................................... 9 A Silver Shack............................................................................................................. 40 Thrive at Prince Creek................................................................................................ 45 Two Sisters with Southern Charm.............................................................................. 46 Victoria’s Rag Patch.....................................................................................................45 Waccamaw Dermatology............................................................................................11 Wallpapers by Lynne...................................................................................................27 WEZV........................................................................................................................50 White Feather............................................................................................................. 22 Women in Philanthropy.............................................................................................32 Yoga in Common........................................................................................................39
Window Treatments • Interior Design • Furniture • Fabrics • Wallpaper • Accessories
Coastal Luxe Interiors at Fabric Decor & More 67th Ave. 6613 N. Kings Highway, Myrtle Beach, SC 29572 843.946.6644 The Art Museum’s 18th Annual Tour of Homes - Spring 2018