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August 2016
who’s who Publisher Delores Blount
Sales & Marketing Director Susan Bryant
Editor
Leslie Moore
Account Executives Amanda Kennedy-Colie Erica Schneider Gay Stackhouse
Art Director Patrick Sullivan
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Graphic Artist Stephanie Holman
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Featured A Pearl in My Clamshell by Janeen Lewis . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8 Souvenirs by Lauren Jonik . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .18 A Rascal’s Choice by Sally Gosen Case. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .20 BFF or Not by Jeanette Levellie . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .28 Mistress of the House- and the Heart by Lynn Ingram . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .32 Doing Nothing is Hard Work by Arlene Shovald. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .34 Can’t Teach Old Dogs New Tricks by Erika Hoffman . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .36 Somewhere Along the River by Sue Mayfield Geiger. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .40 The Sister I Never Had by Beth Pugh . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .42
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readers’ comments RE: “Love It or Leave It,” by Erika Hoffman
I always appreciate reading the adventures and stories of Erika Hoffman. I am still in the middle of raising children, and not so free to travel, but whenever I read her stories she has a way of making me feel I am there with her. Her sense of humor in her writings, and her sincere expression of compassion for others always makes her stories special to me. Thanks for publishing her work, so we can all enjoy a great read!
-Carol RE: “In a Moment of Happiness,” by Rose Ann Sinay
…What a poignant story about others in terrible need. It begins with a clear delineation of roles…. those doing the caring and those in need of care. But it ends with the joy, maybe a little bittersweet, of a mutual moment where the roles are a little less delineated. Rose Ann’s obviously had a big heart since way back when. Those moments of her kindness, and the kindness of her friend, will never be taken from the people she visited. Nice story.
-Mark RE: “An Unlikely Teacher,” by Arlene Shovald
letter from the editor One of the things I love the most about my work with Sasee is meeting and interviewing new and interesting people each month. And August is one of my favorite months, because part of our focus is usually on companion animals. I’ve written about my rescued dogs and cats – and the many blessings they’ve brought to my life. My Annie is one of those fortunate dogs who only made it out of a shelter because someone cared. Hours away from euthanasia, older and possessing a face that only a mother could love, Annie came to me as a temporary foster – only a few weeks, I was told. A few weeks turned into a few months and five years later Annie is a beloved family member. I was not as welcoming as I could’ve been at first. I already had four dogs and one more just seemed too much. But, I’ve never met a dog as sweet as Annie, who loves everyone and has never so much as snarled at another animal. She was abused, pretty severely I believe, and came to me as a fearful, cowering dog. She’s still afraid of many things, but today my sweet Annie is a happy, adorable (to me) dog who is confident that she will be loved and cared for with kindness. She’s the only one left now, as age and illness have taken my original pack on their final trips across the rainbow bridge. I can’t imagine how much harder these losses would’ve been without Annie’s steady comforting presence – she is truly my kindred spirit. I urge you to rescue an animal. You will never regret it and will be repaid many times over by the love and devotion of a grateful dog or cat. If you can’t rescue, then volunteer at your local shelter or rescue. And, if you can’t do either, please write a check and help those who can.
Using that adage about one person’s junk being another person’s treasure took on a new meaning for me when you applied it to the way we view people. As a young gal, I too had an older woman who welcomed me to the small Southern town, Silver City, NC, where my husband took a position. Many felt Mrs. P. outspoken; I found her refreshing. Your essay on your Swedish mentor brought back many fond memories for me. Thank you for writing it.
-Erika RE: “Crossing Lake Ontario,” by Phil La Borie Great story and even better memory. Brings back all those “I can’t believe I did that” tales.
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The Dog Whisperer, by Carolee Clark
Like many artists, Carolee Clark’s love of art began at an early age. Her mother enjoyed painting and would encourage the artist and her sister to draw while she set up her easel. At age twenty, Carolee’s mother gave her a set of watercolors, which unlocked a world of color for the young artist who eventually become known for her vibrant use of color. Her paintings seem to be of common places – homes, landscapes or the steps of a coffee shop – but the color and vibrancy of her work invite the viewer to look closer and experience the wonder of these seemingly ordinary places. Carolee always carries a sketchbook and may be seen drawing people in airports, restaurants, cafes or even while she is stuck in a traffic jam. The artist’s work can be found in public and private collections in different corners of the world. Carolee has sold her work through galleries and on the internet. There’s an integrity and honesty captured in each piece that will inspire a sense of wonder and exploration in her viewers and collectors. Her website is www.caroleeclark.com.
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A Pearl in My Clamshell by Janeen Lewis
I like to remember when a phone was just a phone. When I was ten years old, I called my best friend every day from the rotary wall phone in our family’s kitchen. Stretching the long, curly cord around the corner into the hallway, I sat against the grandfather clock and shared about my day. Grown-ups predicted that one day people would phone each other on computer screens, but I didn’t believe it would happen in my lifetime. TV phones were too futuristic, more like a prop on Star Trek. Today phones go way beyond anything I imagined as a little girl. But as much as the world has changed, I have not changed with it. It feels like I’m the last person left in the universe who still has a flip phone. Okay, I’m exaggerating. My husband has one, too. Out of curiosity I asked, not Siri, but Google (the old-fashioned way, on my laptop), “How many people own a smartphone?” According to the Pew Research Center, 72 percent of Americans reported owning a smartphone in 2015, the latest year for which I could find data. That means my husband and I are one of the 28 percent who don’t. And I’m sure that margin has already narrowed. During my research, I learned my flip phone is now called a “dumbphone” because it only talks and texts. Unlike a smartphone, it doesn’t tell me how to navigate my car, let me surf the internet, e-mail my boss or play hot new tunes. If I want to know what the weather is, I have to find out the complicated way, by looking out the window. I know this sounds like a hard life, but I’m managing. What my flip phone lacks in features, however, it makes up for as a conversation piece. This is not necessarily a good thing. Listen to the exchange I had recently at our local barbecue pit: Me: Innocently waiting for my food at the take-out window and deleting texts (admittedly at the same speed grass grows).
Comedian Drive-Through Guy: “Oh, you have a flip device. That’s cute. My Granny has one of those.” In all fairness, Jokey Barbecue isn’t the only one who has ribbed me about my phone. While substituting in a fifth grade class, I checked the time on my phone. First I heard crickets, followed by snickers. Then, one brave voice: “Ummm. . . your phone is really old.” Another time, one of the nicest, most polite moms I know said (in a lowered voice, so as not to embarrass me), “Would it offend you if I told you it’s time for a new phone?” Then there’s my Sunday school class, a class full of compassionate, Jesus-loving people. They chortle at my phone, as does pretty much every other person on the planet. Most people don’t understand why someone would want a phone that is just a phone. I’ve heard advice on how to get a good deal on a smartphone. I’ve listened to dissertations on how convenient it will make my life, how helpful it will be for my job. The most pressing question all these well-intentioned smartphone enthusiasts seem to have is this: Why don’t I trade in my geezer phone and embrace my inner smartphone desires that surely everyone has? I could point out the practical reasons I keep my ancient, three-year-old phone. It’s affordable. It’s also durable. Clumsy person that I am, I’ve dropped my
“clamshell” (the nickname I prefer over “dumb” or “flip”) probably a hundred times, and its sturdy design can take it. And talk about stellar design features, I can leave my phone unattended in my back pocket, and my derriere won’t dial a soul. Yes, I could point to all the practical reasons, but the truth is startling in its simplicity, and the pearl I’ve gained from my clamshell. I am content. I suppose my satisfaction with a phone that is just a phone has something to do with my children, Gracie, six, and Andrew, ten. When I became a mom, I simplified my life as much as I could. I believe the saying “love is spelled T-I-M-E,” and I wanted as much time with my kids as I could get. Fleetingly, I’ve tried to slow time down, but my children insist on being the only things that are growing faster than technology.
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The world around me keeps tempting me to squander precious time with my family with busyness, Facebook feeds, Twitter talk and enough Internet information to make my mind explode. So many times I have turned on my laptop to get a dinner recipe and 30 minutes later found myself recipe-less and on a bunny trail reading about “28 Celebrity Plastic Surgery Nightmares.” I don’t want to think about my life if I was joined at the hip pocket with a phone that had data. It’s not that I dislike the Internet or social media. They are beautiful tools that connect people all over the world and help us share our lives with loved ones that live far away. But I am trying to teach my children to embrace people more than LCDs. How can I lead the way if I’m constantly looking down, swiping my thumb across a screen? I want to look up – up at her turning her first cartwheel at gymnastics or him sinking baskets on a court. I want to teach my children to play outside, to talk face-to-face and to feel the spine of a paper book in their hands. I want them to be able to rely on their own knowledge and, just once, maybe even a paper map to navigate their way in this world.
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La Faye's Lamp & Shade Shop by Leslie Moore Our women friends are really “Kindred Spirits.” Who is your oldest friend? How long have you been friends? Why is this friendship so important? Angela: We are each other’s oldest friend. We were both born here and have been best friends since 3rd or 4th grade. Marce: This friendship is important because we’ve shared so many parts of our lives with each other. We can’t imagine not having each other for support. We’re godmothers to each other’s sons and we love each other’s families. Angela: We have so many things in common. We’ve had great times together going to gift and furniture markets in Atlanta and High Point for more than 30 years. Marce: We enjoy each other’s company–over dinner, while shopping and especially traveling together. I went to Paris with Angela and her husband 3 years ago! How did you end up working together? Angela: My mother, LaFaye Clarkson, opened an antique shop down the street in 1964 called the Rustic Shop. Over the years it evolved into a lamp and shade shop. In 1983 we renovated this building which had originally been the home of the postmaster, and we moved the business to this location. It has been LaFaye’s Lamp and Shade Shop since then. Recently I was considering hiring a General Manager for the business, and Marce became available. Marce: It was perfect timing. I love being here. The right lamp and shade makes such a difference in the ambiance of a room. Please give us two or three tips on choosing the right lamp and shade for our homes. Angela: Lamps are a detail for your home that you really need to pay attention to as they set the tone. It’s amazing what changing the lamps in a room will do to update the space. We have new lamps, shades and other merchandise arriving every month and we’re always happy to help our customers make good choices. And we are very much in touch with what’s new and trending in lighting for your home.
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Marce: A new lampshade and finial can change the personality of your old (cherished) lamp. It’s important to bring your lamp in when you’re shopping for a new shade so that we can help you get the perfect shade and the perfect fit – and a special finial for the perfect finishing touch! Angela: It’s also fun to bring in your treasures and have a lamp made especially for you to preserve a special memory. Over the years we’ve made lamps from combat boots, hats and driftwood as well as beautiful family heirloom vases, urns, etc.; or we can re-wire and update your old lamps and fixtures. Marce: I recently saw a lamp that was made here many years ago using a trumpet and it could be taken off the base and still played. It was very interesting. Stop by La Faye’s and visit Marce and Angela at 608 North Kings Highway in Myrtle Beach, or call 843-626-9952. La Faye’s Lamp & Shade Shop is open Tuesday-Friday, from 10 am-5 pm, and Saturdays by appointment.
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Janie Withers: Caring With Passion: by Leslie Moore
“We are not a rescue,” began Janie Withers, President of PawsAbility. “Our organization raises funds to improve animal welfare in Brunswick County.” Passionate about her work, Janie and her nonprofit have changed the lives of not only animals, but many people during the ten years the organization has been active. “My husband, Glenn, and I purchased a home on Ocean Isle in 1993, with the full intention of living where we could hear the ocean every day,” Janie began. And, after she retired from R.J. Reynolds, the couple did move to this beautiful sea island, settling in a home on the canal, a block from the ocean Janie loves so much. “My favorite thing about my new home is that we are made up of retirees who bring with them skills, experience and ideas that they are willing to put to work to improve this place we have come to love.”
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When Janie first came to the area, she got involved with the Ocean Isle Beach Land Conservancy, the OIB Recreation Advisory Board and a number of other charities to get to know her new community a little better. The Brunswick County’s Meals on Wheels program worked with a group of citizens that provided pet food for the Meals on Wheels recipients, and Janie learned this part of the program was to be discontinued due to a lack of funds. “I asked them how much money they needed to keep the program going and they told me $600. I knew I could raise that much at a neighborhood Mardi Gras party at the home of Joy and Fred David on Ocean Isle Beach. We told people at the party about the program needs and raised $1,200!” Always an animal lover and pet owner, this was the beginning of Paws-Ability. “This is when I got the idea to separate the actual rescue concept from fundraising. For every 25 people I approached, 24 would say they could not go into the shelter, it was
just too hard, but they were willing to write a check.” Janie believes that people who go into the shelters or foster animals should not have to do the hard part and worry about where the money is coming from to pay for it. Paws-Ability has made many positive advances in animal welfare in Brunswick County and formed many partnerships. Janie believes that government and private sector, working together will accomplish more. She is very proud of their work with Hope Harbor Domestic Violence Shelter. When she was delivering supplies to the shelter, Janie saw a woman sleeping in her car and found out the woman would not give up her dog. Pets are not allowed in domestic violence shelters, so women have to either give up their pets or go back to their abuser. After talking with this woman, Janie volunteered to foster her dog until the woman could get on her feet – which she did and is now safe and living in her own home with her beloved dog. “When I took the dog back to her, this woman looked at me and said, ‘Please tell your supporters that you have helped me to change my life.’ This very comment stays with me every day.” After Janie learned how hard it was for women with pets to leave an abusive situation, she knew PawsAbility could help. Members began by fostering pets, but soon learned that more was needed. Local restaurant owner, Eric Hobson, gave his restaurant, Pogie’s, for two consecutive Marti Gras for Paws parties and enough money was raised to build an attached kennel to Hope Harbor Domestic Violence Shelter. This kennel allows women to keep their pets with them, and they are responsible for feeding, walking and caring for their pets. Paws-Ability provides for any medical needs, supplies, food and cleaning products to keep the
Southern Snaps pet owners wanted to do the responsible thing, but had not been able to afford it. Now they can!” The list of Paws-Ability’s accomplishments is long and impressive. The non-profit sponsors a pet education program that is offered to all 4th grade students in Brunswick County. We teach children why it is important to be a responsible pet owner and about compassion for animals. “Children naturally love animals. They must be taught NOT to love them – we try to reach them before they are taught anything but kindness and responsibility.” kennel safe and clean. They also provide spay or neuter surgeries for the pet while at the domestic violence shelter. “This is a good example of how animal welfare affects humans,” said Janie. “The staff at Hope Harbor is now able to focus on changing women’s lives and the lives of their children, rather than worrying about what to do with their pets.” Paws-Ability began working with changes at the Brunswick County Animal Shelter when management of the shelter was moved to Brunswick County Sheriff John Ingram. Nearly all of animals who entered this facility were killed in a gas chamber, with less than 2% adopted. Today, this shelter is a well run facility– in two years, adoptions at the shelter jumped to nearly 70%, and over 300 volunteers regularly work to make the shelter a healthy place that will save as many homeless animals as possible. Paws-Ability worked with local rescue groups, the county and Sheriff Ingram to change this sad facility, with little community interaction, to a well run animal shelter focused on the welfare of homeless animals. Paws-Ability also pays for flea control for every dog and cat that enters the shelter, making life much more comfortable for the animals as well as the employees, volunteers, potential adopters and rescue groups who take animals from the shelter to foster homes. The walls are cheerfully painted by local artists and floors are sealed to control spread of disease. At night, soft music sooths frightened animals and reduces barking. “Improving adoption rates actually saves the county money,” Janie told me. “It costs taxpayers $140 to euthanize one animal, so every animal placed in a loving home means taxpayer’s money can be diverted to other, needed services that improve our county.” Reducing the number of homeless animals is a number one priority for anyone concerned with animal welfare, and funding spay/neuter programs are a big part of Paws-Ability’s mission. “Spay and neuter is expensive, but a single, unaltered cat and her offspring can easily produce over 10,000 cats in two years. There are not enough homes for 10,000 cats, so they must be destroyed. Humanity aside, the cost to destroy the unwanted cats is nearly two million dollars!” Local rescue group, Adopt an Angel, worked to build Fix a Friend, a low cost spay/neuter clinic in 2014 with Paws-Ability as a major contributor. Paws-Ability has received over $96,000 in grant money for spay/neuter surgeries at Fix a Friend to reduce the number of unwanted animals in Brunswick County. Since opening, Fix a Friend has spayed or neutered over 15,000 animals. “We found that most
“I am not Paws-Ability, I am a traffic director,” Janie said as we were finishing up. “We are run by a board of directors and have 550 family members and over 130 business members.” The group has also been named non-profit of the year by Brunswick County Chamber of Commerce and was honored to receive the Community Impact Award for a $45,000 grant the organization received to spay/neuter feral cats in Brunswick County. Their biggest fundraiser is the annual, family friendly, Bicycle Poker Run, held this year on Saturday, October 8th. Participants leisurely bike or ride a golf cart, walk or even run to ten locations around the island, returning to the after party at 4 pm for live music, food, prizes, a silent auction and fun. “This event has grown to 400 participants and funds raised are used for critical programs that change the lives of our people and animals.” This dynamic woman spends very little time on leisure, preferring to devote herself to Paws-Ability – fortunately for the people and animals of Brunswick County who have benefited from her work. “I have a passion for changing animal welfare – I believe everyone needs to care about something enough to have a passion about it – I care about animal welfare. We have to do something that matters and this will matter when I’m gone.” To learn more about Paws-Ability and their upcoming fundraisers, visit their website, www.paws-ability.org. Donations may be made on the website or by mailing a check to PO Box 6174, Ocean Isle Beach, NC 28469. Eric Hobson & Janie Withers
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Souvenirs by Lauren Jonik
The flower calendar sent by the local oil company hung on the kitchen wall right next to the avocado green refrigerator. At ten years old, the sound of my mom tearing off July’s sunflower-filled page brought elation and anxiety. I proclaimed daily boredom, but secretly knew that the summer was going too quickly. During the final week of August each year, my parents, my younger brother and I would travel south from our suburban Philadelphia home. Another school year beckoned, but first the siren’s call of the Outer Banks had to be answered. Luggage, linens and food filled the brown Buick. My brother and I spent the next eight hours alternating between asking if we were there yet and shoving the bags that sat on the seat between us across a Mason-Dixon Line that only elementary school children could intuit. It was no wonder my parents were ready for a vacation. We rented a different house every year – each of which had a catchy name like Bayberry Bluff or Sand Castle. In the mid-1980s when we started going as a family, the paved road ended after the town of Duck. Much to my dismay and my parents’ delight, it was possible to find a stretch of beach all to yourself. But, instead of finding new temporary friends to play with for the week, I amused myself by splashing fearlessly in the ocean, reading my Nancy Drew books while sprawled on the makeshift beach blanket and looking for pieces of green sea glass. I was convinced they had to be real emeralds. But, it turned out that the sea had other gifts to offer. We usually cooked meals at “home,” affording longer beach time and decreased expenses. On one evening, we dined at a local seafood restaurant. While waiting for our food at a wooden table beneath a large plastic marlin decorating the wall, my father distracted me from my observations and daydreams – and from kicking my brother under the table. “Look out at the sea,” Dad instructed. “Uh, okay,” I responded, turning my head towards the window. Another day was slipping into gentle darkness. The view of the rhythmic waves was stunning. A light breeze from a ceiling fan tickled my bare arms.
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“Memorize this so you can think of it in January. When it is cold and snowy, and you’re outside waiting for the school bus, remember what this looks like,” my dad continued. I didn’t fully understand in the moment the meaning of what my father was saying. My personal allotment of excitement had already been surpassed by being allowed to order French fries with my dinner and being promised the prospect of chocolate ice cream for dessert. But, five months later, I would. In the midst of a January snowstorm in Pennsylvania, the cold tore through my bones. My thick coat, hat, gloves and leg warmers were little salvation from the freezing, wet air. “C’mon, c’mon!” I tried to will the school bus to arrive faster. It was already twenty minutes late. Rising up and down on my toes with my hands in my coat pockets, I closed my eyes. Before me, I saw the Atlantic. Snowflakes momentarily were replaced by grains of sand. Something shifted. The world felt a little warmer and brighter. Twenty-nine years later, I no longer have the pink “Duck, NC” t-shirt with the small white duck wearing sunglasses on the front that I bought with my allowance. The postcards I acquired have long been sent and forgotten. But, I carry with me a different kind of souvenir – the knowledge that our best moments are only a memory away.
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A Rascal’s Choice by Sally Gosen Case
The dog was enraged. He advanced stiffly toward me, snarling and barking, hackles raised. He was clearly defending this territory; I would have to leave or risk an attack. I didn’t know where to go. I was in my own front garden. Thus began an uncomfortable association with a very determined creature. I often came upon him while walking my mild and perpetually confused whippet. He always took great offense at our appearance and ran back and forth, roaring his outrage. I planned our walks to avoid his favorite streets, but he found us anyway.
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I accosted the weed puller. The small, sweet-faced woman stood to greet me. I proceeded to set her straight. I informed her of leash laws. I mentioned lawsuits, danger to children and lack of consideration for others. She listened quietly. Finally she spoke: “That is not my dog. He is a stray.” As if to crown my humiliation, my husband decided that he actually liked the dog. He wanted to take him in. We began filling our pockets with dog treats before every walk. We spent hours sitting on the parking strips outside strangers’ houses, feeding a dog that didn’t belong to us. He decided to allow us in his neighborhood after all. Then came the day when we brought him home. He slipped out the door, scaled our four-foot fence and disappeared, only to return later. After all, we had food.
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No one knew where he had come from or where he lived. He was short and solid with a large mouth and strong lungs. He looked like someone’s earnest attempt to fashion a corgi without having actually seen one. His black and tan coat was thick and fuzzy like a wooly bear caterpillar. Wiley and quick, he had a way of appearing suddenly, making a huge fuss and then disappearing just as abruptly. As the months passed I grew increasingly annoyed with the irresponsible owner of this aggressive animal. Finally the day I had been hoping for arrived: I spotted him in a neighbor’s front yard, sitting next to a woman as she pulled weeds. He jumped up and began his usual tirade, but this time I began mine, as well.
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We called him Rascal, since he had heard the word so often he thought it was his name. Weeks passed, filled with vet bills for a dog that wouldn’t come near us. It looked as though he would never be tamed until I got a terrible case of the flu. I lay awake day and night, suffering. To avoid exposing my family, I made myself a bed in a corner of the living room and lay in my sleeping bag, coughing and shivering, for days. I woke early one morning to find him watching me in a quiet, steady way that was to become familiar. Finally, he made his decision. He crawled into my sleeping bag and snuggled close against my body. Clearly, someone had to take care of me.
This family needed help. He adopted us that day, committed for life. It took time for him to accept the normal trappings of a dog’s life. Leashes, schedules, dog kibble – these were bizarre concepts to such a free spirit. One by one, he decided to adopt our strange traditions. I began brushing his thick fur and filled bag after bag with loose hair. No longer a wooly bear, he became as sleek as a seal. He did his best to teach us common sense. He knew all the best porches to crawl under if it rained during our walks, but we were too stupid to comply so we all got wet. He would happily fetch a ball the first time and willingly bring it back the second throw. The third time he would take it away and hide it, since we were unable to take proper care of it. He had an amazing capacity for learning human words and was quick to analyze a situation. This made him a tireless babysitter, patient and forgiving with our human puppy. His only weakness was for Legos, which he found delicious. He proved to be a boundlessly joyful creature that loved the outdoors and often took us camping. He supervised the packing, bright-eyed, laughing his breathy dog laugh. Of course, we did the actual setting up, but he took responsibility for every aspect of the outing. I would wake before dawn to find him shivering at the foot of my sleeping bag, guarding the tent door. He would never consent to sleep with us; he had to take care of his family. He tended his people for many years, until the day his health began to falter. The vet said, “There is nothing you or I can do; this dog has made up his mind.” It was true. I had seen the quiet, determined look in his eyes. His proud heart was going to stop.
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Rascal’s Garden fills a corner of our property. It is planted with euphorbias, crocosmias, cornflowers, and other enthusiastic plants, the ones with no social graces but great optimism and sturdy constitutions. Considered thugs and weeds by many, the lawless plants weave a glorious, messy tapestry over his grave. Like him, they just need room to make their own choices.
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This month, Sasee journeys to the golden Sunset Beach and the quaint Ocean Isle. Just a hop, skip and a bridge away is North Carolina’s southernmost unique barrier island! Trust me my South End friends, with miles and miles of powder white sand, Ocean Isle is one of the loveliest places to bask and glow in the sun-danced waves. Snug between historic Wilmington and the hustling Myrtle Beach, there is a leisurely charm that you will have no choice, but to indulge! But what if I told you, the beautiful sunsets giving Sunset Beach its namesake, was once called Bald Beach? I wouldn’t blame you if you chuckled. The town began in 1955 when there was no Island access except by boat. A pontoon swing bridge was installed in 1958, possibly the only bridge of its kind that remained in operation on the east coast until it was decommissioned only six years ago in 2010. Illuminating a tranquil lure is exactly what visiting beach lovers and lifelong residents love about this silky, soft stretch of sand. If a relaxed lifestyle is what you seek, both islands offer the finest, quiet beaches hosting some of the most unique establishments to dine and shop. See for yourself, what makes the most southern parts of North Carolina so special!
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If you are like me, your day does not start until a warm cup of coffee sits perfectly in your hand. At Sunset Beach Waterfront Market, you can sip on coffee brewed from beans that were locally home-roasted and delivered fresh to the market while browsing through the local produce! Established as a means to bring the area’s top vendors of homemade and homegrown products to the hands of Sunset Beach’s families and visiting friends, it has grown to include select artisans selling their fine jewelry, original art, homemade spices, baked goods, home canned jams and more! At the market, locals and visitors mingle over live music while enjoying the beautiful views and ocean breeze.
What’s your favorite musical snack? Blues, Beach, Rock, Pop, Motown, Bluegrass, Country? Sunset Beach Concert Series offers the best assortment of all genres! Bring your lawn chairs to the Village Park at Queen Anne Street every Wednesday evening for free concerts, now through August 31st! If you arrive early, take a stroll through the food court, featuring some of Sunset’s best - Papa John’s Pizza & Wings, Dixieland Kettle Corn, Marco Enterprises Food and Sunset Slush Classic Italian Ice. Have you been wondering about the different wildlife and nature we share this beautiful coast with? “What kind of fish is that, mister?” The question that started it all! The query that sparked Stuart Ingram’s vision of sharing his knowledge of nature and science to create The Museum of Coastal Carolina, opened in 1991 in Ocean Isle Beach. A quest promised to stimulate each visitor’s interest in and understanding of the natural science, environmental and cultural history of the coastal region of the Carolinas. And years later, Ingram, known to always point out different constellations to his family and friends on warm summer nights, opened Ingram Planetarium in 2002 in Sunset Beach. Grab your curious little ones or your nature-loving girlfriends and discover the life and the stars illuminating the Carolinas at the many summer events and exhibits taking place at both venues!
History lesson – check! Fresh and authentic produce and souvenirs – check! A musical snack, to indulge our rhythmic appetite – check! Now, let’s shop! Both beautiful islands host some of the most friendly and memorable shopping destinations on the east coast. Rarely found, Brynn Elizabeth Jewelers in Ocean Isle Beach offers completely custom jewelry design and creation. Preserving the sentimental attachment to an antique charm or appreciating the life and stories behind each piece of jewelry is an accessory you can’t find at any other jewelry store. Blue Heron Gallery in Sunset Beach has become the leading house showcasing many artists and artisans from across the USA and Canada. Filled wall to wall with beautiful things, be sure to stop in and see for yourself one of the best collections of fine arts and crafts! Not-so-buried treasure troves, Sunset Beach holds two of the finest fashion gems. The standard for beautiful clothing that is both trendy and timeless, Island Breeze, brings the most exclusive fashions and accessories to where the cool wind blows and the sun always shines! Then there is Bleu Boutique, the cute little shop in the middle of the block! Okay, ladies, if you crave vintage wears, wonderful goods and timeless boutique lines, then here you have found it. Whimsical lace, days gone by ruffles, modern spins on the timeless classics, a haven for the retro girl in all of us!
Boy did I work up an appetite after my fabulous day as an Island girl! At Inlet View Bar & Grill, it does not matter where you sit. Pull up any chair and enjoy the beauty of the Shallotte River or the Intracoastal Waterway or the Atlantic Ocean! Always serving three meals a day, this scenic three-story bar and grill offers a delicious meal for any craving. Or maybe we dine in Jamaica for lunch! Nested in Ocean Isle, The Sugar Shack, serving Jamaican cuisine, was opened in 1996 and has since become the popular meeting/eating place for locals and a “must” for many visitors. Bringing the perfect reflection of Jamaica to our coast, they bring spicy, sweet and hot to shining Ocean Isle! And the tour around the world does not have to end! A favorite past-time whether on vacation or “staycation,” is a good ‘ole wine-tasting. Ladies and gents have been sipping at Silver Coast Winery since it raised its first glass in 2002. Silver Coast’s expertly crafted wines are modeled after traditional, classic, European styles. Offering full tours of their production facility along with daily wine tastings, they are sure to have a wine that perfectly pairs with your palate.
Cheers friends, to the beautiful Ocean Isle and the mesmerizing Sunset Beach!
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BFF or Not by Jeanette Levellie
Dee and I had been close friends for several years, but I’d shied away from referring to anyone as my “best” friend: Even this perky optimist who had prayed and cheered me through dozens of rough places. I’d been hurt too many times to open my heart and my mouth to that “B” word again. As a pastor’s wife, I knew it wasn’t wise to form super close relationships with women of our church. I’d done that a few times at big-city congregations, and then later regretted it when ladies I considered confidants turned into critics. Living a fishbowl existence is hard enough w it hout t he people you serve on Sunday gossiping about you Monday-Saturday. Although I had many friends, I refused to call any of them “best.” But when we moved to a rural community seventeen years ago, our church members were so warm and accepting of us city transplants, I gave my heart away again. Her name was Greta. We were best friends for five years. She shared fashion and health tips with me; I encouraged her after a battle with cancer, even writing a song for her about God’s peace overcoming our storms.
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But as Greta gained strength and faith, her boldness to share issues she disliked about the church increased. She even rebuked me for being two minutes late on Sundays, calling it “passive rebellion.” When I accidentally interrupted her prayer over the cookies and punch at Vacation Bible School, she grabbed my arm and screamed at me in front of several kids and workers. I went home sobbing.
And I vowed that I’d never call another lady my best friend. Then Dee and I met at a local writer’s group. When we shared a hotel room together at a conference, we bonded like kindergarteners sharing the same play-doh can the first day of school. Our voices were hoarse by the time we returned home, having yakked and laughed ‘till our faces ached. It was an improbable alliance. Dee had five kids still at home and both of mine were grown. She was on her second marriage, and I’d been married to the same guy for thirty-plus years. But the Lord knit our hearts together. We began meeting once a month for prayer and to help each other improve our writing skills. When Dee needed help with a stubborn daughter, I gave her my shoulder and my best counsel, based on my own rebellious teen years. W hen my daughter went through a divorce, Dee befriended her, listening to her problems for hours at a time. She even gave her money to help with bills. Still I refused to say that Dee was my best friend; a close friend, yes; one of my dearest friends, okay – even one of my top three friends. As long as I didn’t put her in that BFF category, I’d be protected from the crush of betrayal. I needed to keep that door of my heart tightly shut. Then one winter day when murky skies clouded my outlook, Dee sent me the rough draft of an article she wanted to collaborate on. It was an “I thought/she thought” story about how we almost didn’t meet due to schedule craziness on both our parts. When I read the words, “Although some would call this an unlikely friendship, Jeanette has become my best friend,”
I felt a tug on my heart. Perhaps that long tightly shut door was creaking open a bit. When my husband and I planned the eight-hour trip to visit our daughter and her kids, Dee texted me a few days before, telling me she had some supplies for Marie that she’d gotten good deals on. Since I was working, I arranged for my husband to meet Dee and get the items – one box or maybe two, I told him. “Just some shampoo and granola bars and toothpaste, to help Marie fluff out her skinny budget.” When I walked in the back door that night, our ten-foot counter groaned under the weight of box after box of toiletries, food and fun items for Marie and her family. “There must be $300 worth of stuff here!” said my husband as he waved his hand over the pile of love in action. “Wow,” I said, “and she’s never even met Marie.” Later that evening, I texted Dee to thank her for her generosity. “I got most of it for free with coupons,” she said. “I think God gave me the gift of couponing, so I could help others. And besides, I love you.” My eyes brimmed with tears as I realized the door to my heart had opened another few inches, and a wee ray of hope was peeking through. Could God be hinting that it was okay for me to take a risk, that I needed to put the past behind me, and that Dee was worthy of “Best Friend” status? I received my answer a week later. Dee’s father-in-law Larry had been very ill for over a year, having suffered two severe strokes and several minor ones, leaving him bedfast. Early on a Friday morning, they found Larry unresponsive. When I heard the news, I wanted to do something to help Dee and her in-laws. Even though I’d never met Larry, I felt an urgency to reach out to Dee and help ease her family’s grief. “Please tell your mother-in-law that I’d like to sing at Larry’s funeral free of charge,” I told Dee. Larry’s widow Judy was delighted. I chose two songs and arranged to take the day off of work. After the funeral service, several people approached me, telling me how much they appreciated my songs. Judy was the most gracious of them all. “It was so sweet of you to offer to sing,” she said through her tears. “It’s the least I could do,” I answered, hugging her tightly, my heart open wide. “That’s what Best Friends are for.”
Jeanette Levellie
humor/devotional author, is the wife of one man, mother of two adults, grandmother of three children, and servant of four cats. Her favorite sport is eating out.
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Mistress of the House - and the Heart by Lynn Ingram
Pouting is an art form with Missy, and she employs several tactics, probably to be sure I’m always paying attention. Perhaps her most favorite ploy is drooping her eyelids over those bottomless brown pools and fixing me with a look that makes it unmistakably clear that she will never again pay me any attention if we don’t do it her way. The second half of the message that she delivers demonstrates just how highly refined are her talents: Not only will she not pay me any attention, she will not respond to the attention I pay to her, and furthermore, she doesn’t care whether I ever do so again in this lifetime. My new roommate has reddish-blond curly hair, and she moved in last Sunday. This is a rather unexpected development, as I hadn’t really planned on sharing my living quarters. I tend to enjoy peace and quiet at home and not having to attend to some other soul. However, she came with the promise of being pretty pleasant company and not an unreasonable amount of trouble, so I figured there was at least some small chance that our living together might work out. It never occurred to me that she’d immediately replace me as mistress of the house. The overthrow was effortless. All she had to do was look at me once with those limpid, saucer-sized, well-deep brown eyes, and I knew I was done for. Missy is her name, and her identification papers say she’s a cocker spaniel, but nobody’s ever bothered to tell her that. What she thinks is that she’s a people: Never mind that she has four legs, a lovely (and permanent) furry coat as well as an endlessly wagging tail, and other people lack those characteristics. Missy has just figured that all those poor two-legged creatures have had unfortunate amputations and are somewhat sadly underdressed. Generally speaking, Missy’s primary occupation is lying down. Periodically, she does arise and amble about a little bit, but only for the express purpose of going to lie down somewhere else. I think there’s a lesson in stress reduction in there somewhere. One of Missy’s other fine talents is pouting. Small children could take lessons from Missy in unfailingly getting precisely what they want. So far, she has managed to 1) pout me into letting her sleep in the bed with me, 2) make me content to assume only the space left over on the couch after Her Furriness has gotten comfortable, 3) woo me into taking her to work with me, and 4) allow her to ride in my lap in the car (a neat – although not recommended – way to learn a whole new method of shifting gears).
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I know, at this moment, that none of the above is actually true – but you’d never convince me that she doesn’t mean every word she looks while she’s looking them at me – and I do mean precisely what I said; that dog looks words at me. And I hear them, every single one, loud and clear. As effective as “the look” is, I think I like her “becoming one with the floor (or the ground)” performance best. This is how Missy decides for me that she is either not going out or not coming in. It works like this: I call her, and she sits. I call her again, and she lies down. With the third call, she stretches out her front legs. Next, it’s her head that hugs whatever surface she’s occupying. With each subsequent call, the rest of Missy gets increasingly flatter until she resembles nothing so much as a reddish-blond bear rug that not only will not move, but is absolutely incapable of moving. And I fall for it, and she wins again. Losing has never felt so good -- for in addition to having lost any right whatsoever to make decisions unsuitable to Missy, I’ve also lost my heart. It tumbled, flip-flop, neatly at her fluffy feet, with the first wag of her stubby tail. I can’t imagine a happier place for it to have landed.
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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Doing Nothing Is Hard Work by Arlene Shovald
If you asked what is the hardest work I ever had to do, it would be a toss-up between doing "nothing" and being a waitress when I was 15-years-old. My parents were "old school" and did not believe in buying clothes for fashion. Two pairs of shoes, dress and school, were all that was necessary and two skirts and two sweaters was a big enough wardrobe in the 1950s. It didn't matter if the length or the style was wrong. So my first job as a waitress was strictly to buy school clothes. But it came with a price and not just the price of the clothes. Working as a waitress, I always had at least three bosses – the owner, his wife and the older waitress – plus the customer who was always right. And almost always each of the three bosses had different instructions on how to do the same thing. Having been raised to "respect your elders," it was a nightmare trying to please everyone. As for the customers, I still believe some people go out to eat just to harass the servers! Like the "regular" I encountered my first day on the job. He wouldn't come out from behind his newspaper, and when I introduced myself and asked what he wanted, he said "the usual." I said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what "the usual" is. This is my first day. He snarled – "Then find out." It turned out "the usual" was a steak with a fried egg. And of course there was no tip in those days. You were tipped only for exceptional service and sometimes not even then.
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But as difficult as that job was, "doing nothing" was almost as bad. I'll never forget the first day of my "retirement" (which didn't last long). As a newspaper reporter, working from home, I always got on the computer first thing in the morning, but that first morning after my retirement party I suddenly realized I had nothing to do! It was awful. I began by tearing the house apart, cleaning closets and drawers and organizing things I hadn't had time to organize in years.
I'll never forget the first event I went to alone that I wasn't "covering." It was the 85th birthday of a friend, and I went alone since my husband was never one for social gatherings. People were friendly and said hello but no one invited me to join them as they had when I was working. It was a very lonely feeling. After about 30 minutes of holding a painful smile on my face and carrying my 7Up around like I was actually enjoying it, I eased toward the door and made my escape. I should have known! I'd been through this before. After working for a newspaper in Michigan before moving to Colorado I'd had the same experience. The month between leaving that job and moving I wondered what I had done that people were no longer friendly. People who used to go out of their way to greet me suddenly acted like I was invisible! It took awhile to realize it was because I no longer had anything to offer them. Since then, I've learned the same thing happens to a lot of other people after leaving rather high profile jobs or political positions. Suddenly you are nobody special and you'd better get used to it! I hated doing what I considered "nothing," and gradually I eased back into my newspaper job on an as-needed basis until my husband died, and it was either go back to that job or find another one to pay the bills. Fortunately I'd spent the last 12 years of my newspaper career working on a Ph.D. in Transpersonal Psychology with the focus on clinical hypnotherapy and past life regression therapy so I had a second career waiting for me, and I love it. If anyone were to ask my advice about retiring (unless you don't mind doing "nothing") it would be to decide well in advance on something you'd like to do when you're done with your first career, and then go for it, even if it means starting school when you're old enough to be the grandmother of some of your classmates. There are loans, grants and scholarships available, and if you begin saving a percentage of your check during your working years there will be money to pay off the loans when you're done. I put mine into a special Education checking account and used it only for that. So if you don't like "doing nothing" there is still time to become an artist, play an instrument, become a therapist or do whatever else you've always thought about doing and thought it was "too late."
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Can’t Teach Old Dogs New Tricks by Erika Hoffman
My two miniature dachshunds can be very vexing. If it is raining, they will not pee outside. If it is the day after it has rained and the blades of grass are slightly wet, they will not pee outside. If the sun is shining brightly, they don’t want to go outside to pee. If they can choose between doing their business in the mulch, on the lawn or on the blue slates leading up to our door, they choose the walkway.
out. Aha! Got cha! They both shake off before I can dry them, and at the end of the bath I often appear wetter than they. Some know-it-all once told me my dogs were not properly trained, and you could train a dog not to shake off until you ordered him to. Humph! To which, I answered with a whiner’s excuse: “I didn’t train these wieners because they were not my dogs. I got them when they were older and – abandoned.”
The female and the smaller of the two won’t climb the tiniest step so I carry her – everywhere. The larger one, the boy, will jump on me if I am lazing on a chaise lounge in the backyard. He will lick my cup set next to me and nuzzle in to find the most comfortable spot for himself. She, on the other hand, will lick me whenever I sit down. If a friend comes over, she wags her tail excitedly and pees on my friend’s feet. But, the male dog barks and growls at intruders, and especially likes to startle UPS guys, even chasing one down my stoop, and that guy was as big as Shaq!
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Baths are a nightmare. These pets seem to have ESP, and as soon as I even ponder bathing them, they hide. Their places are ingenious, and they often find new haunts and don’t return to old hiding places. Once the male dachshund got down low and crawled under a wicker sofa on the sun porch; I couldn’t find him at all and thought he had escaped outside. It wasn’t until I took out some Beggin’ Strips that I saw his big snoz poke
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“Yes,” I said. “My daughter abandoned one when she moved to the Island of Manhattan and up several flights of stairs, and my son wasn’t allowed to keep his and his sister’s dachshund when he married and moved to a condo that had restrictions on pets. So yes, I rescued them.” If I’m to defend myself as to my poor dog training skills, then I have to defend my little charges also. They grew up in the New York City area where they had to poop on sidewalks, and my kids had to carry pooper- scoopers. Thus…their affinity for pooping on concrete! Sometimes, one of them just has an impulse and maybe it comes at an inconvenient time before she reaches the natural areas of a lawn. Recently, I was at Plottfest in Maggie Valley, North Carolina, where Plott Hounds compete for trophies and ribbons. We watched teams of Plott Hounds show off their hunting skills by
surrounding a fake boar and baying continuously to alert their masters (hunters) as to the location of the prey; we witnessed hounds treeing a fake raccoon and again barking aggressively at their prize; we also were spectators at the AKC agility champion demonstration, which reminded me of an obstacle course on that reality show, American Ninja Warrior, only this one’s for dogs. Yet, despite some stellar performances, I got the most kick out of the misbehaving canines – like the one that stopped to urinate instead of attending to the mechanical boar being pivoted wildly around by a man hidden in the bushes working levers. After that initial “got to go” contender relieved himself, all the others, rather than encircle the phony boar, bolted to that same spot for a sniff, then a pee, and even a noticeable deposit – by one. On occasion, the call of nature took precedence over their training and over winning a ribbon for their owners. I also can’t fault my little girl on her not climbing steps. Our vet told me that dachshunds can hurt their backs easily and that they shouldn’t be jumping up on chairs or climbing up high stairs. So, my little Bear-Bear is smarter than I in that she knew she must be lifted and carried. And my boy, Grylls, is protective of me and warns me if a stranger approaches, a garbage truck is rattling down the street, or a squirrel is stealing from the birdfeeder once again!
I didn’t choose Bear and Grylls to be my companions now that I’m an empty nester. They needed a new home. I’ve found out something in the two years that they’ve resided with me. Although I didn’t know it at the time they were dropped off, I’ve since discovered that I needed them as much as they needed me.
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Somewhere Along the River by Sue Mayfield Geiger
The Nhà Bè River empties into the East Sea some twelve miles northeast of the Mekong Delta in Vietnam.
were meeting these families who invited him and his crew into their homes for a meal of fish and rice.
During the Vietnam War, the U.S. Navy assigned PBR (Patrol Boat River) boats to patrol several rivers in Vietnam to protect South Vietnam and its inhabitants from the Viet Cong.
Imagine climbing up a ladder into a wooden pole house built above water with a curtain that exists for a door. Imagine walking inside where there is no furniture – just a few thatched mats for sleeping; where there is no kitchen – just a battered wok over a wood fire; where there is no electricity – just a candle and certainly no television.
My husband was a PBR captain from 1967-68, and he has spoken many times about his hours spent on the rivers, particularly Nhà Bè. Yes, there was a war going on, and yes, the PBR boats were skimpy, to say the least, with very little protection. The Mark I was a mere 31 feet in length that lacked sufficient armor or shielding. And yes, he witnessed death, injury and was involved in several gun battles. Yet, when I ask him from time to time if he could go anywhere in the world on vacation, he says, "The Nhà Bè River." Many people might think that is a very warped and strange answer, but to me, it isn't. Mainly because of the stories my husband has relayed to me. When we think of war, we conjure up thoughts of grizzly encounters with the enemy, landmines, bombs, air strikes, death, destruction and unfathomable events – it becomes a taboo subject. It becomes the elephant in the room; the subject to avoid. The other side of war involves the innocent – those who are just trying to live their lives in peace. Those who are victims. Those who are caught in the middle. Those who are just trying to stay alive. Those are the people my husband talks about the most. The villagers along the banks of Nhà Bè were the innocents. They lived in pole houses above the river or simply in shanties on the river's bank. They were primarily fishermen, and their means of making a living for their families had become difficult due to the war. These villagers were now dependent on the U.S. military (particularly the Navy) to keep them out of harm's way. So, the PBR personnel were not just fighting for their own lives, but those of the innocent river people who were just trying to live a peaceful existence. The tropical jungles of Vietnam are actually quite lush and beautiful says my husband. The rivers are full of fish, providing the villagers with an occupation and means to feed their families. Some of my husband's most memorable experiences during his time on Nhà Bè
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Yet within the sparsity of that environment, there is a family consisting of a mother, father, grandparents and three to four small children, and they all have smiles on their faces because they are happy to see the boat crew, but more importantly, they are happy among themselves. They have no material accouterments, and they have never once complained about their steady diet of fish and rice. These are the good memories of war that my husband carries in his heart. These are the memories that sustain him, and these are the memories that he chooses to focus upon. Yes, there is that ugly part of war that lingers in the background, but it is those villagers that kept my husband sane and eager to fight for their rights. The PBR guys have reunions every two years at various places across the United States. They are getting older now and many of them, who were not killed in action, are battling PTSD and physical ailments. Some have made return trips back to Vietnam, but they say it's not the same. For my husband, he has not expressed a desire to return to Saigon or the other major cities that are now pristine with no signs of the destruction from the war era. But he would like to see the Nhà Bè River and perhaps reunite with a few of the families who may still be there. Because to him, the taste of fish and rice was never so sweet as when he sat down with those families and felt their gratitude. More than that, he says, it was the genuine love they had between themselves as a family who were able to smile and band together in the midst of all the chaos that was happening around them.
Sue Mayfield Geiger
is the granddaughter and niece of pressmen who worked at the Gulf Publishing Company in Houston, Texas. She grew up near enormous typesetting machines, inhaling the smell of ink and writing stories on reams of discarded paper. Today she freelances for several publications, both regional and national, and her short stories and poems have appeared in various literary magazines. She lives on the Texas Gulf Coast.
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The Sister I Never Had by Beth Pugh
The nursing room felt larger than most, probably because we had the entire room to ourselves. Mom was sleeping soundly in the other bed. I was still wide awake, trying to play catch up on class work that should have been finished weeks ago. The first semester of college is hard for anyone, but it had been especially trying for me. I hadn’t been able to attend classes for an entire month while my mother faced open-heart surgery three hours away from my school. Ultimately, her condition was complicated and made the surgery too risky. It would have been a death sentence. We came back home, her to a nursing facility and me to my classes. Exams and homework took up most of my time. Books and binders were scattered on the bed I was fortunate to call my own. Mom was without a roommate which meant I could sleep comfortably in the unassigned bed meant for a second resident. It was a vast improvement over cots and the fold-out beds I had used during her hospital stay.
The room was illuminated only by the small lamp above my bed so not to disturb her rest. My nose was buried in my textbook as I frantically worked to memorize muscle names and locations for my upcoming lab final. My dad had gone home for the night, leaving me to my work. On this particular night, though, he did not leave me without help. Across from me, colored pencils were hard at work replacing the original shade of white inside the lines with vibrant colors as they ran across the page. Kristi had come to visit and to my rescue. Her current art project was, for all intents and purposes, busy work for my anatomy class, so much so the professor suggested for us to pawn it off on our younger siblings if we could. I took him up on his offer, even though I’m not even nine months her elder. Even though I’m an only child. Even though, she’s not technically my sister, at least not by blood. We’ve been BFFs since before either of us could spell it. I was three and she was two when we met at church. Before services started on Sunday morning you could find the two of us in the parking lot practicing the new cheer our pee-wee squad had just learned or hitting the deacons up for hard candy they always kept in their shirt pockets. After the congregational singing ended, the back pew became our hide out. Countless hours of playing Barbie dolls and games of Tick-Tack-Toe were lived out in the back of that old church building. I can’t count the number of “you better be quiet” looks we got when our preschool voices rose to disruption level or how many times Mom took me to the bathroom to remind me we were in church. The older we got, the closer we grew. We went to the same school from kindergarten to senior year, and it came as no surprise to anyone that we were inseparable. We became each other’s partner in crime and confident, passing notes and whispering about our newest love interests. For me there were a lot, and Kristi knew every one of them.
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More often than not, she knew before I ever told her, she could read me so well. When the time came for us to try for our license, she even helped teach me to drive. S he and I were cut from the same cloth. We ran in the same circle of friends, laughed at the same inside jokes and cried at the same sappy movies. We were two peas in a pod, especially when it came to music. We grew up during the mixed CD s era, and she always played the absolute best music in the car. N ot just in the CD player, mind you. n her oorboard she carried the biggest case you could imagine. I’ve yet to see one bigger to this day. On days we thought we’d never make it through, we went driving. S he’d open her case, pick a winner from her lyrical jackpot, slide the CD in and turn up the volume. ur voices filled every inch of her hevy Caviler until we forgot all about the bad day we were having.
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“I sure am glad you like to color,” my voice broke the silence. S he laughed, nodded in agreement and kept on coloring. I don’t know how much of my book she actually did for me that night, but it was a lot. was able to hand it in before finals, completely finished from cover to cover. ith a smile on my face while did, I might add. Kristi did more that night than just my homework. S he kept me from being alone. S he kept me from facing my mother’s illness, and eventually her death, like the only child I was. S he had lost her mother to cancer while we were still in high school so she knew the territory all too well. S he had walked a mile in my shoes before I ever put them on. S he was there to guide me through the darkest valley of my life. Whether it was midnight or sunrise, I knew I could call her, and she would answer every time. S he made me laugh when I wanted to cry and let me borrow her shoulder when I couldn’t stop the tears. Had it not been for her, I don’t know if I would have survived the grief. I’ve heard it said friends are the family we chose. If that’s the case, I would choose her over and over again. N ot just as the best friend I always wanted, but as the sister I always needed. The sister I never had, but could always count on.
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Have a Healthier School Year! It’s time to send our Sasee kids back to school! Starting the school year is exciting and promises to be filled with new friends and activities. Catherine Collins of Coastal Lice Center has graciously agreed to help us navigate one of the less than desirable pests that our children may encounter in school this year. Catherine, how many children are affected by lice annually? There are between 6-12 million children affected annually by lice. In the past, there was a stigma attached to getting lice, but now we know better. Yes, and unfortunately there is still a stigma associated with lice. Many feel that people get lice because they or their homes are dirty. This is not the case – anyone can get lice. Lice actually like clean hair best. These little pests do not discriminate! If you have blood in your body you can get lice. School starts this month. How can we, as parents, protect our children from lice? As I mentioned, ANYONE can get lice. There are three main ways to prevent your child from contracting lice. 1. Girls should wear their hair pulled up in a ponytail or bun. 2. Each morning, spray your child’s hair with mint spray because lice do not like the smell of mint. 3. Once a week comb your child’s hair with a GOOD lice comb. (Not the one that comes in the kit. The best is called the Nit Terminator Comb.) Combing will enable early detection which makes treating easier. It is also good practice to not share combs and brushes. (Lice combs and mint spray, along with other products, may be purchased at our office.)
What are the first signs our child may have come in contact with these pesky bugs? Often the first sign of lice is scratching, but actually only 50% of people who have lice itch. By the time you start itching you have probably already had it for a couple of weeks. This is why checking once a week is so important! Lice are hard to see, and usually we see the nits (eggs) before seeing the bugs. What should parents do first when they suspect their children are infected? CALL ME! Before any treatment you should be absolutely sure your child has lice. Also do not treat everyone in the family before confirming they have it. If you use an over the counter treatment, be sure to follow the directions, and do not overuse or leave the product on the hair longer than instructed. Do not go crazy cleaning your house! While some cleaning is necessary, lice do not live in the environment. They die within 24 hours of coming off your head, and the eggs are unable to hatch unless they are on a head. Our slogan is “Be a friend; tell a friend!” Don’t worry about where you got lice, but do tell everyone with whom you or your child has been in contact. If these people don’t know they may have lice, they can spread it to others, including back to your child.
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Living Their Dream Kim & Dave Welch, Osprey Tennis by Leslie Moore Our friends are really “Kindred Spirits.” What do you and your BFFs do together that you really look forward to? How often do you get together? Kim: Before moving here from Charleston, we got together weekly for happy hour. Now that I am here, I venture back at least once a month for a sleepover! We either go out for a long dinner or cook dinner (and enjoy wine) at home. This is something I cherish and will always make time for no matter how busy my schedule is. Dave: My circle of friends are scattered across the United States, and with one living in the Cayman Islands we don’t have the chance to all get together as a group too often. When any of us are together, we enjoy talking and catching up on family, work, and life in general. Any time we can mix in a round of golf that is an added bonus. Who is your oldest friend? How long have you been friends? Why is this friendship so important? Kim: I have only known my nearest and dearest friend, Harper, for seven years. We have been inseparable since the moment we met. She embodies one of my favorite quotes, “The best kinds of friendships are fierce lady friendships where you aggressively believe in each other, defend each other, and think the other deserves the world.” Dave: I have known my oldest friend, Lee, for approximately 20 years. We have watched each other grow up, go to college, get married, and then have a family. It is nice to have someone that has watched you evolve into the person you are today and who knows where you came from. How about four legged friends? Tell me about yours. Kim and Dave: We are the proud parents of three rescue fur kids- Molly (Golden Retriever), Walker (Carolina Dog), and Cricket (Tuxedo Cat). They truly do complete our family and make it whole. You can never have a bad day when you get to come home to three of the sweetest, most loving fur kids imaginable!
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What inspired you to open Osprey Tennis? How has your love of tennis changed your life? Kim and Dave: We left our corporate jobs to fulfill our dream of opening a business together. We both love tennis and grew up playing, but it was really our passion of living a healthy, active lifestyle that lead us to leave our “day jobs.” We wanted to inspire others and help grow the game of tennis in our community. With Dave being from the area and the need for a tennis shop to service the local community, it was a perfect fit. So we packed our bags and headed back to Pawleys Island! Visit Kim and Dave at Osprey Tennis, located at 115 Willbrook Boulevard in Pawleys Island, call 843-235-6663 or find them on Facebook. Osprey Tennis is open Monday-Saturday, 10 am-5 pm.
O sprey Tennis is a full-service retail tennis shop. We offer men’s and women’s apparel, shoes, bags, rackets and accessories. Come in and try the newest rackets through our demo program! Babolat • Headretail • Wilson • Prince Osprey Tennis is a full-service tennis shop.
• Adidas • Asics • Tasc Sofibella • Tourna • Ame & Lulu • All For Color
We offer men's and women's apparel, shoes, bags, rackets, and accessories. We also offer 24 hour turnaround time on stringing and the newest selection of rackets through our demo program.
Babolat ▪ Head ▪ Wilson ▪ Prince ▪ Adidas ▪ Asics ▪ Tasc Sofibella ▪ Tourna ▪ Ame & Lulu ▪ All For Color
Kim and Dave Welch 115 Willbrook Blvd. ▪ Unit U ▪ Pawleys Island, SC 29585 Located in Litchfield Market Village (Bi-lo, Eggs Up Grill, etc.)
We Offer Stringing! 10:00 a.m. - 5:00 Hours: Monday-Saturday $10 for your first racket $5 for additional rackets 843-235-6663 PLUS THE COST OF STRING www.ospreytennis.com 24 hour turnaround!
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843-235-6663
115 Willbrook Blvd, Unit U, Pawleys Island, SC 29585 Located in Litchfield Market Village (Bi-lo, Eggs Up Grill, etc.)
Hours: Mon - Sat 10:00am - 5:00pm
www.ospreytennis.com
Give a Little Blue Bag from Grady’s... because every gift has a purpose! 317 Laurel Street • Conway, SC 29526 843.248.2624 (Closed Sundays)
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2 9 16 23 30
3 10 17 24 31
4 11 18 25
1-30 Fun for Kids at Myrtle Beach State Park
Tuesday – Saturday, various nature programs, most free with park admission. For more info, call 843-238-5325 or visit www.southcarolinaparks.com.
5 12 19 26
6 13 20 27
1- 9/10 The Art of the Brick, exhibit at the Art Museum of Myrtle Beach, 3100 S. Ocean Blvd. For more info,
call 843-238-2510 or visit www.myrtlebeachartmuseum.org.
3-31 Concerts in the Gazebo in Village Park
Wednesdays, 7 pm – 9 pm, Sunset Beach, NC. For more info, call 910-367-6396 or visit www.sunsetbeachconcerts.com.
4-25 Music on Main Concert Series
Thursdays, North Myrtle Beach, 7-9 pm. For more info, call 843-280-5594 or visit NMBParksAndRec on Facebook.
4-26 Ingram Planetarium Laser Light Shows, laser light display set to classic rock and country music, Thurs., Fri., 6 pm, 7 pm,
8 pm each night, 7625 High Market St. Sunset Beach, NC. For more info, call 910-575-0033 or visit http://museumplanetarium.org.
5 Ross Holmes Band (standards, big band), 7 pm, Brookgreen Gardens’ Cool Summer Evenings, free with garden admission.
For more info, call 843-235-6000 or visit www.brookgreen.org.
5-26 Ocean Isle Concert Series, Fridays, 6:30-8 pm, Museum of Coastal Carolina parking lot, E. Second St., Ocean Isle Beach, N.C.
For more info call 910-579-6030.
6-27 Farmers Markets, Saturdays, 10 am - 3 pm in Market Common. For more info, call 843-839-3500 or visit
www.marketcommonmb.com; 8 am – 1 pm, 122 Screven Street, Georgetown. For more info, visit www.historicgeorgetownsc.com.
19 Moveable Feast, Carla Damron discusses The Stone Necklace, 11 am, Inlet Affairs, $25. For more info, call 843-235-9600 or visit www.classatpawleys.com.
20 South Carolina’s Largest Garage Sale, 7 am – 2 pm, Myrtle Beach
Convention Center. Admission is free, $5 parking at Convention Center. For more info, visit www.cityofmyrtlebeach.com
9/2-3 Beach Boogie and BBQ Festival, HGTC Conference Center, near Market Common. For more info, call 843-626-7444, or visit www.visitmyrtlebeach.com.
9/3 POPS at the Pelicans, featuring the Long Bay Symphony, 7:30 pm, 48
TicketReturn.com Field, Myrtle Beach. Tickets are $25 in advance and $30 at the door. For more info, call 843-918-6000.
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The Accessory Cottage . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22 Agapé Hospice . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 B. Graham Interiors . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19 Barbara’s Fine Gifts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27 Bleu Boutique . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Brookgreen Gardens . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 Cabana Collections . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27 Callahan's of Calabash. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 7 Carolina Car Care. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 Cheryl Newby Gallery . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Chive Blossom Café. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 The Citizens Bank. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 Coastal Lice . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Conway Medical Center . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51 Doodlebugs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 Dr. David Grabeman . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 Dr. Sattele’s Rapid Weight Loss & Esthetics Centers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 Eleanor Pitts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 37 Fowler Life Coaching . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30 Good Deed Goods. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 Grady’s Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Harvest Commons. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Homespun Crafters Mall . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Hopeologist . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 38 Hospice Care of SC . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 The Joggling Board. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 Just Because IYQ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22 Kangaroo Pouch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 26 La Fayes Lamp & Lampshade Shop . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Litchfield Dance Arts Academy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12
Long Bay Symphony . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Myrtle Beach Estates . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Osprey Tennis . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Palmetto Ace Hardware . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 Papa John's Pizza. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 Pawleys Island Compound Pharmacy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 Pawleys Island Festival of Music & Art. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19,41 Pawleys Island Wine Gala. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 Pawleys Island Wear. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 Pounds Away . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 Purpleologist . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 38 Rose Arbor Fabrics. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 26 Sea Island Trading Co . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 52 Shades & Draperies . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 A Silver Shack . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30 Socialite. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 South Atlantic Bank . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 Southern Brides . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22 Southern Women’s Show . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 South Carolina's Largest Garage Sale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Southern Comforts Restaurant & Bakery . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 Studio 77. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27 Talk of the Town . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Taz. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 Thieves Market . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 Thrive Assisted Living & Memory Care. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Traci Miles . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 Two Sisters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30 WEZV . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 Wine and Design. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9
Family Medicine
Pediatrics OB/GYN
Generations of continued care
For over 85 years, Conway Medical Center has been providing high quality healthcare and as our communities grow, we grow to better serve their needs. In Carolina Forest, we have your family’s healthcare needs covered. From OB/GYN and family medicine to pediatrics and rehabilitation services, Conway Medical Center and Conway Physicians Group keep our patients healthy and active. Trust Conway Medical Center and Conway Physicians Group for your family’s healthcare needs – together,
we are bringing better health to life.
CPG Pediatrics @ Carolina Forest 4022 C Postal Way
843.903.4111
CPG Family Medicine @ Towne Centre 5010 Carolina Forest Blvd.
843.236.2700
For a complete list of CPG offices and the services we provide, please visit our website www.conwaymedicalcenter.com
CPG OB/GYN @ Carolina Forest 5010 Carolina Forest Blvd.
843.903.1010
CMC Rehabilitation Services @ Carolina Forest 4999 Carolina Forest Blvd., Ste. 9
843.236.8821
300 Singleton Ridge Road Conway, SC 29526 843.347.8108