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May your walls know
joy,
may every room hold
laughter
and every window open to great
possibility. – Mary Anne Radmacher
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December 2012 Volume 11, Issue 12
who’s who
Accessories of My Heart
Publisher Delores Blount Sales & Marketing Director Susan Bryant Editor Leslie Moore Account Executives Amanda Kennedy-Colie Erica Schneider Celia Wester Art Director Taylor Nelson Photography Director Patrick Sullivan Photography Intern Hailee Schlude Graphic Artist Scott Konradt Accounting Ronald Pacetti Administrative Assistant Barbara J. Leonard Executive Publishers Jim Creel Bill Hennecy Tom Rogers
by Beth Wood
Southern Snaps by Leslie Moore
Joyful Life Changes by Susan Harvey
A Downtown Christmas by Marsha Tennant
The Tree of Hearts by Lynn Ingram
The Whistle-Blower
by Kristine Meldrum Denholm
An Heirloom in the Making by Rose Ann Sinay
My Hideous Engagement by Liz Pardue-Shultz
Happy Hour
by Diane DeVaughn Stokes
The Joy Singers by Kim Seeley
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contributing writers letter from the editor Something is different in Sasee this month! As a special treat, we are pleased to highlight two very special men. Ted Watts is a local artist who crafts spectacular furniture, and Thom Avison spends his days making the lives of nursing home residents brighter and happier. Both men were such a pleasure to interview – I know you will enjoy meeting them! Ted is also a surfer, a sport that I have always admired from a distance. I try to get to the beach every morning for a run, and many times there are surfers already out enjoying the waves – no matter the season or how cold the water is! There is another group I am very impressed with this year – our Sasee readers! As we finish up yet another year, I would like you all to know how very much we appreciate your continued support. As always, you are the reason we are here. Enjoy this holiday season – let’s all shop local and support each other. Together we can make a difference. Happy New Year!
Kristine Meldrum Denholm is a mom/chauffeur of three and an award-winning freelance writer and columnist specializing in parenting and psychology. She’s been published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: A Dog’s Life and a variety of magazines, newspapers and online media. Visit her at www.KristineMeldrumDenholm.com. Lynn Ingram loves sunsets over the Cape Fear River, early morning public radio, strolls around downtown Wilmington, strong coffee and fresh oysters. She teaches psychology at UNCW, works as a clinical psychologist and tries to make sense of her world by writing about it. She is the author of Necessary Things, a collection of nonfiction essays. Her work has appeared in The Charlotte Observer, Progressive Farmer, Southern Experiences To Be Read Aloud, The Blotter, Lake Wylie Magazine, and other publications. A native South Carolinian, Lisa Hamilton is the director of the First Presbyterian Church Preschool and Kindergarten. Of course she loves reading, but also finds time for cooking and walking her dog, Hurley. Susan Harvey is a native South Carolinian, a retired college English instructor, and a humor writer. She recently completed her first mystery manuscript and is searching for an agent. Visit her website at www.susanharvey-writenow.com. Liz Pardue-Schultz lives in Fuquay-Varina, North Carolina, with her daughter, husband, two cats, and numerous neuroses. Working for a handful of companies, she regularly writes essays, blog posts, short stories, letters to editors and grocery lists. Keep up with her musings at www.SuburbanBohemian.com.
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Kim Seeley, a former librarian and English teacher, lives with her husband, Wayne, in Wakefield, Virginia. Her most recent story, “Amanda’s Jonquils,” can be found in Chicken Soup: Messages from Heaven. She loves to read, play the piano, travel and spend time with her grandson, Evan.
Gypsy Woman with Flower, by Anastassia Orehova Anastassia Orehova was born in Eastern Europe, and as a child went to art school where she studied art, ballet and piano. This is when her passion for art was discovered. After enthusiastic success with her art exhibits, Anastassia decided to move to Canada at the age of 18 to pursue her artistic talents. Anastassia paints her works in a traditional artistic style, and her favorite medium is oil; it’s natural and gives plenty of creative freedom within the canvas. Her paintings have been exhibited internationally and can be found in private collections around the world. Anastassia’s art has grown as much as she has over the years, and it continues to evolve with each of her brushstrokes. As Anastassia says herself, her goal is to bring a sense of joy and happiness to every house. The on-line store, operated by artist, welcomes everyone, it’s open day and night and it gives you an affordable way to enjoy the beauty of art. To see more of Anastassia’s work, visit her Etsy shop at www.etsy.com/shop/AnastassiaArt.
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Rose Ann Sinay lives in North Carolina with her husband and dog where she spends her time writing. Her children graciously continue to provide her with moments worth preserving. Diane DeVaughn Stokes is the President of Stages Video Productions, Host and Producer for the TV show “Inside Out” as seen on HTC, and “Diane on Six” heard on EASY radio. She loves traveling and scuba diving with her husband Chuck, acting in community theater and is the proud mom of three awesome female cats. Marsha Tennant is the author of the children’s book, Margaret, Pirate Queen. She was recently published in AARP Bulletin and Mary Jane’s Farm. She and her husband retired and moved to the beach from Calabash in an attempt to downsize and spend time with their new grandson. A second Pirate Queen book is circling while porch sitting these days!
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Beth M. Wood is a mom of three, marketing professional and freelance writer. Her work can be found in Sasee and various Chicken Soup anthologies. A social butterfly, she juggles multiple blogs and can be found on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest and Foursquare. Follow along at bethmwood.blogspot.com.
Santa’s Nice List
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√ Jennifer gets studded shoes from Current 27 √ Nicole gets pumps and a clutch from Copper Penny √Lisa gets Copper pots from Williams-Sonoma MarketCommonMB.com located along Farrow Parkway between Highway 17 and Highway 17 By-Pass
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Lisa Says…Read A Casual Vacancy, J.K. Rowling by Lisa Hamilton 12 www.sasee.com
It is understandable that everyone is excited about a new J.K. Rowling novel, her legendary Harry Potter books opened new worlds in literature for the young and old. A Casual Vacancy is Rowling’s first adult novel, and believe me – it is definitely not for children. The novel begins with the sudden death of Barry Fairbrother, which leaves the seemingly pleasant, small town of Pagford with an empty town council seat. The charming English village slowly becomes at war within itself; parents
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against children, husbands against wives, and teachers against children, as the darkness of the characters are exposed. Sexual frustrations, snobbery, racism and drug addictions are all issues the town will fight, the question is, will anyone fill the vacancy? Honestly, I wanted to love this book because I think Rowling is an amazing person. I expected to be as swept away as we all were with the Potter books. It’s solid, well written and at times humorous, just a little dull, leaving you wondering if it was just a little too casual. I would love to know what you think about his novel!
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Thank you to our sponsors without whose help the Southern Living Showcase Home would not have been possible and the thousands of visitors who helped our charitable partners: Hope House of Myrtle Beach and Coastal Animal Rescue fulfill their mission of helping our area's less fortunate.
Thank you and Merry Christmas!
Private tours and events continue through year-end. To schedule an appointment, please call Amellia Diemer at (843) 692-9662. 16 www.sasee.com
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Make your home sparkle and shimmer for the holidays with this vintage Mercury Glass Hurricane Vase The Barefoot Cottage 2201-4 Hwy. 17 S. North Myrtle Beach 843- 272-8220 www.thebarefootcottagenmb.com
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You’re most valued memories deserve to be shown in an exquisite frame. This Olivia Riegel frame makes an awesome holiday gift for anyone on your list. Barbara’s Fine Gifts 6914 N. Kings Hwy Myrtle Beach 843-449-0448
Roger and Kay Mower, residents of Wachesaw Plantation in Murrells Inlet, fill their home each year with antique Christmas decorations that have been handed down through the family. When the Mower children were young, the family would decorate two Christmas trees the week before Christmas. One was a live tree that the children decorated and then planted in the yard. The tree was kept adorned with food for the birds to enjoy all winter long!
Glitter, lights and beautiful decorations are loved by all. Sasee found some very impressive displays to brighten your holiday season! Local dentist, Dr. William Altman and his wife have spent many years collecting unique and beautiful items. During the holiday season, Dr. Altman’s patients look forward to visiting his office and enjoying the spectacular display.
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Accessories of My Heart by Beth Wood
“Can I wear one of your necklaces, mama?” My seven year-old daughter has always been into jewelry. She had her ears pierced for her sixth birthday and in the year since has amassed a selection of earrings to rival her grandmother’s. But more than just a fascination, my jewelry is a touchstone for Ella. When we are apart, whether she is at school, or spending time with her dad, it calms her to have something of mine in her possession. When I was Ella’s age, I’d watch my own mother get dressed. Whether she was heading to work or out with my father, her ritual was the same. She’d carefully pick out her clothes before showering, then style her hair and apply make-up before sitting down at her dressing table to add the piece de resistance. She’d pull her jewelry box close to her, slowly lift the lid, and run her finger over the pieces before selecting which to wear. My mom had not one but several jewelry boxes, large and small, and trinkets set about that held the overflow of earrings, brooches, necklaces and bracelets. Like her, I was a slave to fashion. But, unlike my own daughter, I never wanted to wear my mom’s jewelry. I just never felt comfortable in chunky statement necklaces, big bangles, and especially those big pins my mom would stick to her lapel. There are certain pieces I loved and remember her wearing more than others – the simple strand of pearls, diamond earrings, her wedding ring, which was later replaced with a grandmother’s ring – a large band on which nestled all of our birth stones. And of course, the green pin with the white bubble letters – E.R.A. She wore that one all the way through the eighties. Ella’s tug on my arm brings me back to the task at hand. She needs a piece of my jewelry to wear to her daddy’s house. “I don’t really have much, honey,” I tell her. But, I pull the jewelry box into my lap and sit with her on my big, four-poster bed.
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As I lift the lid, she peers in, eyes wide, at necklaces, earrings, and bracelets nestled in with other odds and ends. Ella’s little blond head and my brown, curly one huddle over the box, and we ooh and ahh together over the lost treasures. An add-a-bead necklace my mom had given me for my thirteenth birthday, the little tooth-shaped plastic container in which hides my oldest son’s first lost tooth. The necklace my best friend sent to me from her new home across the country – a silver chain on which is a miniature plaque, inscribed with the words “…just look beside you and I’ll be there.” As I run a thin, manicured finger over each piece, I am transported back in time… I am a seventeen-year old high school student, in white cap and gown, lining up to receive my diploma. “I am so proud,” my father assures me, as he clasps a heart-shaped diamond necklace around my neck. I am a twenty-two year old marketing assistant out to dinner with my live-in boyfriend. Over dessert, he pulls out a ring. I can’t hear a word he says over the pounding of my heart, but I smile through my tears and say, “Yes.” I am a young mom, 38 weeks pregnant with baby number two, feeling uncomfortable and unattractive. My father hands me a velvet box inside of which is a beautiful tennis bracelet. “For giving me another grandchild to love,” he says simply. I am a harried single mom of three, constantly at odds with my emotional middle son, Jack. On this, the first birthday I celebrate without their dad, Jack hands me a small box. Inside rests a leather bracelet with a silver bar, on which is inscribed, “I love you more.” I am a forty-year-old birthday girl. My mom hands me a small box. Inside, lying in the aged, velvet lining is a pair of pearl earrings. The card reads, “These were my mother’s. I know she’d want you to have them.” My daughter’s voice brings me back to the present. “Can I, mama?” she asks, holding up a faux-pearl bracelet. “Sure, honey,” I say. And as I slide it onto her tiny wrist, I wonder; maybe my mom’s jewelry isn’t just a bunch of eye candy. Maybe those pieces hold special memories for her, too. One week later, on the morning of Ella’s seventh birthday, I hand her a long, thin box wrapped in hot pink paper. Inside she pulls out two necklaces. They are the two halves of one heart, on which, when put together, reads “Mother & Daughter.” One is for her, the other, mine. And as I fasten it around her neck, I realize that I’ve just added another beautiful memory to my collection. As it turns out, I do love jewelry. Not as much for its inherent beauty, as for the memories they hold. These are more than just accessories, these pieces tell the story of me: family, friendship, love. This jewelry box holds the accessories of my heart.
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Southern Snaps Ted Watts: A Life of Wood and Water by Leslie Moore
Most of us have an heirloom piece in our home that was handed down from a family member – a table or chest that carries our family stories in the wood grains polished by generations of hands. Tucked off Hwy. 17 Bypass in Murrells Inlet, in an old chicken barn, Ted Watts creates furniture destined to become the heirlooms of future generations, the “antiques of tomorrow.” This gifted artist uses the entire tree; even sculpting beautiful art from the smallest branches. Walking though Ebb and Flow Art Co-op, where he is a member, Ted stopped at each piece displayed and told me where the tree grew, how long the wood was cured (years) and where each distinctive and beautiful flaw was placed. When not creating art, Ted finds peace on his surfboard and is involved with the local surfing community, helping and competing in surfing contests and charity events. Ted’s roots reach back to 19th century Myrtle Beach, and his grandfather, who along with a group of local businessmen, incorporated the town in 1938. Ted’s father and maternal grandfather were both contractors, paving the way for his love of wood. Today, his parents still live in Murrells Inlet, and Ted’s mother, Sarah Watts, 81, plays the organ each Sunday at First Baptist Church in Myrtle Beach, just as she has done for the past 62 years. “My mother is an angel,” Ted began. “She never worked outside the home, but she has taught Sunday school to generations of children. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her say a bad word about anyone.” After graduating from high school, young Ted attended Ringling School of Art in Florida, but transferred to Virginia Art Institute. “I didn’t finish college. I left and moved to Murrells Inlet and have been here ever since.” He continued with a laugh, “I think I might have finished if I had stayed in Florida. It was so cold in Virginia I just couldn’t stand it!” Ted met his future wife while she was on a date with a friend. “The day after we met, she came to the beach where I was surfing, and I asked her out to a movie – I don’t think we ever
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made it to the movies though!” That was 39 years ago, and Ted and Donna Watts will celebrate their 36th wedding anniversary this February. I asked Ted his secret to a long and happy marriage. “I give Donna all the credit. She has stuck by me through some pretty rough times – Donna straightened me out. I’m a lucky man.” The couple has one son, Matthew, and three grandchildren they adore – Kayli, 13; Jacob, 7; and Miley Anne, 5. Matthew and his wife, Becky, live in the area and the family enjoys spending time together. Donna’s deep love shines © Meghan Whitney through her words when she talks about her husband, and she is very proud of his talents. “Ted is doing what he loves to do…create,” she began. “Through his work he has been given the opportunity to carve and build some beautiful things. Ted still gets excited when he comes up with new and different creations. He Carving photos by Gail Healey knows wood like the back of his hand (hands which have sustained many a cut from the chisel or saw blade) and he sees beauty in a roughcut slab of wood. Watching my husband work all these years has instilled in me a deep appreciation for the warmth and soul of a piece of wood.” Donna went on to tell me that Ted’s art includes much more than wood carving – photography, painting and even his surfing is an art form. “I have always said he is like a ballerina on a surfboard – filled with grace.” “I was working with wood even before I was married,” Ted said thoughtfully, reaching back to the beginning of his career. “I opened my own wood shop in 1978, the same year my son was born. My dad, my brother Bruce and I made all the tables for the then-new Pier 17 restaurant in Murrells Inlet.” Another local restaurant, Drunken Jack’s, has been using Ted’s tables and bar tops since they opened 33 years ago. Creating pieces to last many lifetimes is important to this artist. “I like to say I’m creating tomorrow’s antiques. In today’s society, so much is just thrown away after a few years of use. We don’t buy things to last. But, it’s very special to own something that was in your fam-
ily for 100 years or more. Donna and I have pieces that belonged to her parents and grandparents that mean a lot to us.” Through the years, Ted has created and given his wife “heirlooms” that will be passed down to Matthew. Patience and vision are two of the necessary traits of an artist who works with wood. After a tree is cut into boards, it must be carefully stacked and dried for several years. When we met, Ted was preparing to cut a walnut tree that will be ready to use in about three years. “I work in my shop every day, except the day I work in the gallery,” said Ted. “I look at the grain and decide how I want to use the wood – the larger boards are usually used for tables and larger furniture, and I use the limbs for carving.” Ted creates his own vision of beauty in each piece of wood. While wood is the focus of Ted’s creative vision, water is where he nurtures his spirit and spends time with friends who understand the pull of the wave. Local surfer and businessman, Ron Rader, has been friends with Ted for many years. “Ted and I have surfed together since the ’60s. He is a great surfer and a good man – he always tries to do the right thing. Ted is a man of principle.” Ron went on to tell me about the many surfing events that Ted participates in, most recently the Happy Hendricks Benefit. Happy was a muchloved fixture in the local surfing community and after he lost his life in an
accident, his friends came together to help his widow and family. Both Ron and Ted are members of the Eastern Surfing Association and are lifelong competitors. “Surfers stick together,” Ron stated emphatically. “We want to be a positive influence in the community.” Ted describes surfing as an art. “We paint with a board on a wave. This is a spiritual sport.” As we talked about surfing Ted reminisced about his early days on the beach. “Back when I started, we didn’t have mentors. Now, we all try to help the young surfers. Another of the things we do is organize paddle-outs after a surfer dies. Nearly all of them want their ashes put in the ocean.” Even before he started surfing, Ted loved the sand and waves. “I worked as a beach monkey from about 7 years old until I was 15. Beach monkeys helped the lifeguards, chasing floats and setting up chairs.” Blessed to be able to do what he loves each day, Ted is grateful for his life and work. “I love working with my customers to design their special piece. And, they know they will never have to replace something I’ve built, it will last for many lifetimes. I love life when I’m creating.” For information about commissions or to see more of the artist’s work, contact Ted at 843-907-4453 or stop by Ebb and Flow Gallery in Murrells Inlet.
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Walking down the hall of Kingston Nursing Center in Conway, Thom Avison, Enrichment Team Director, greets everyone he meets with a smile and personal greeting. His kind spirit combined with a sense of playfulness and fun is welcomed by the elders, Thom’s respectful term for residents of the center. A Wilmington, North Carolina, native, Thom, an ordained minister, moved to Myrtle Beach 14 years ago. At first, he pastored Worship Center International Church, but now directs his energy solely to his job at the center, supervising a staff of three who handle all social services and activities. Thom, tell us about your work. I love my job and have never had a day when I dreaded coming to work. This is a great facility. We are a wonderful example of the change in nursing homes – what we do is called the Eden Alternative. There are several cats that live here and birds that the elders interact with. We have a wonderful outdoor area and greenhouse to sit and enjoy the outdoors. And, most importantly, the elders are in charge of their own schedule. They get to decide when they eat and sleep; it’s based around what they would do at home. Our goal is to banish the three plagues of nursing homes: boredom, loneliness and helplessness. The children of our staff are regular visitors and have built up relationships with the elders. This is not a place to come to die. There is always something going on that’s fun and stimulating. Our elders have consistent caregivers also, meaning they always have the same staff helping them. This allows them to get to know each other and build relationships. Our group of dedicated volunteers visits and spends one-on-one time with our elders. Usually there are 15 or so in the building during the week. The atmosphere is open and spontaneous. Activities include bingo (of course!) exercise, book club, movies – really we do most anything our elders want to do! One of our exercise classes involves a disco ball and ’70s music, everyone has a great time stretching and moving to the music. I love this time of year at the center. So many people in our community feel the spirit of compassion and do things for our elders. We plan activities around all the holidays. Last Valentine’s Day we had a Sweetheart Banquet with steak or chicken cordon bleu – the theme was Hooray for Hollywood! Each year during National Nursing Home Week, we have a theme and celebrations each day. Last year we created a “cruise,” and the elders picked our ports of call each day. The meals were based on the place, and the staff all dressed the part. We all had fun that week.
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Even though I don’t pastor a church now, I still lead communion services at the center and have married staff and officiated at elders’ funerals. I’m very blessed in that respect. Tell us a little about yourself. I was raised by my grandparents. I spent a lot of time with both sets of grandparents until I was 20 years old. I’m very attached to this sector of the population. I stay very busy – I’m working on my doctorate in Christian Counseling as well as working full time. One of our staff members is here six days a week. I and another of my staff will work on Christmas this year to give our two staff members with young children time off. But, when I do get free time, I love bicycling, singing or horseback riding on the beach. I am divorced and have two adult children. My son lives in Wilmington and my daughter is in the Navy. My grandson lives here in Conway, so I get to see him quite a bit. How can our readers help? I would love for everyone to visit us and learn more about nursing homes and the Eden Alternative. We also would love to have more volunteers to spend time with our elders. Come sit and talk with someone or play a game of cards. Listening is the most important gift. Contact Thom at Kingston Nursing Home at 843-347-8179.
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Joyful Life Changes by Susan Harvey
Through the years, I’ve encountered several life-changing events: marriage, childbirth, divorce, surgeries. All of these events included other people or their actions, but the one event that made the most dramatic change in my life involved only me – earning a college degree. In the summer of 1990, I took my younger daughter to her freshman orientation at Virginia Tech, my first time on the campus. I was in the middle of divorce negotiations, and Virginia Tech was a four-hour drive from our home near Richmond, so my daughter and I made the trip by ourselves. I was surprised at the size and beauty of the campus and the old stone buildings. I learned that the large gray blocks used for the campus buildings are called Hokie Stone, a form of limestone native to the Appalachian Mountains. I had plenty of time to wander the campus between seminars held for parents of first-year students. During an afternoon break, I settled myself on a beach towel under a large tree at the edge of the Drill Field and contemplated my life after divorce. For the first time since having children, I envied my daughters. I wanted to go to college, to study and learn, to earn a degree. For several years, I had wanted more from life than being a wife and mother. More than a job – I wanted a career. As I thumbed through the pamphlets on Virginia Tech, glanced through the Student Handbook, and perused the degree programs, I knew what I wanted to do. Under the shade of the oak tree, I decided on college. Reading the history of Hokie Stone confirmed my decision. According to the information supplied by Virginia Tech, the formation of this limestone was an earth-shaking event. Just the thought of entering college made the earth shake for me, both from fear and anticipation. For Hokie Stone, a continental drift forced the coastal plains of Africa and North America to collide, creating wrinkled layers of faults and folds. At age fortyfour and facing divorce, I felt as though I had collided with something as large
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as Africa. I certainly had wrinkles and layers of faults and folds. As these layers of limestone were pushed toward the earth’s surface, they formed the stone that distinguishes Virginia Tech today. Earning my college degrees pushed me to new limits and created the person I am today. Just as environmental changes caused the color variations of Hokie Stone, I experienced the change of moving back to my hometown, applying first to the University of South Carolina and then for financial aid. The pinkish color of Hokie Stone resulted from their formation during an era when the region faced a desert-like climate that had a bleaching effect on the rocks. Many times during my college days, I felt as though I were stranded in a desert without water or companionship – all alone to face the research, reading, writing and exams of college. The darker gray and black colors in Hokie Stone come from a time of swampy and wetter conditions. During my graduate studies, I felt overwhelmed with the workload. I taught two undergraduate classes and maintained office hours during the day. At night, I took three graduate courses. I prepared class assignments, quizzes, exams and essays and graded them. I read three novels, sometimes five, each week as well as selecting and researching topics for an essay in each of my three classes. Most of the time, I felt as though I were stuck in swampy quicksand, struggling to keep from drowning in the muck. Despite the problems, the setbacks and the feelings of insecurity, I finally achieved my goal of higher education and a rewarding career. As I look back on that day under the tree at Virginia Tech and remember the beauty Hokie Stone creates at the University, I know that my education created in me the inner beauty of self-confidence. Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t attend Virginia Tech. Then I remember that my daughter was a student there, and I didn’t want to cramp her style as a first year college student – nor she mine as a newly-divorced college student.
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When I was a child Christmas presented itself two weeks before the big day. Not one day sooner. My parents would bundle up the family in the green Packard, and we would head downtown Portsmouth, Virginia, for the lighting of the tree and illuminating of the lights. The arrival of Santa was the highlight at the end of the evening. Compared to the extravaganza we experience now, those decorations were pitiful, but the 1950s are the most magical in my Christmas memories. The multi-colored lights were strung across High Street on the utility poles that stood stiff like soldiers who understood the importance of their duty. Some of the lights swayed and sagged in the air. This was not a high tech production. Fresh wreaths with green and red shiny ribbons adorned the poles. Leggett’s Department Store windows glowed with stenciled winter scenes. The Buster Brown shoe store had a mechanical snowman that waved to the loyal customers. My brother and I were wide-eyed with amazement. We waited all year for this production. There were no malls or QVC shopping marathons with easy pay. Sears catalogue offered a few pages of toys for us to consider and dream about. Our Christmas season centered around one city street. The holidays glitz was a community experience. It didn’t come to us. We went downtown. A tiny angel with a bell tucked under her rounded skirt is chipped and the paint on her wings and face faded. The Woolworths box holds the heirloom dime store ornaments that I have carefully moved through four states and many moves. These ornaments have become the link for me to remember that Christmas is for children…at any age. Just as the Salvation Army bell still signals the season, the angel’s bell beckons the Christmas of 1958 when I was ten years old. When the season arrived that year, my mother went downtown to work at Leggett’s. For the two weeks before the 25th my dad would come home from work, and we would all ride to take mom to her seasonal employment. My brother and I loved the idea of seeing the lights and decorations on those nights. We thought it was exciting that she was part of the holiday festivities. What we didn’t know was that our parents made this arrangement so that on Christmas morning we would each have a special present under the tree.
For me it was a rhinestone and silver heart-shaped necklace. Several of my girlfriends had one and it was the pre-teen glitter of the season. This creation was worn with a soft knit sweater. I had to have it. I had seen it on a trip to the department store right after Thanksgiving. It was in a velveteen red square jewelry box that illuminated its beauty. To my eyes it looked like it was worth a million dollars. It might as well have cost that much. We could not afford it if my mom had not worked at the store for those two weeks. In spite of my mom working at a paying job that Christmas, we did not miss any of the family traditions that we knew and loved. The multicolored lighted tree was magnificent with the tinsel and bubbling exotic electric ornaments. Our fireplace mantel held the musical snowmen and twirling animals on a bed of mica snow. The fruitcakes were made and wrapped for special friends and our minister. Cookies and fudge were made and stored in repurposed tins from previous years. Although those two weeks were a sacrifice for our parents, my brother and I sensed no changes in our routine. Christmas morning arrived. I nudged my brother out of bed early to survey the bounty under the tree. Our parents joined us a few minutes later. I am sure they heard our laughter filled with anticipation. There were the usual gifts of socks and underwear as well as one piece of special clothing. I always looked forward to the “doll of the season.” After the excitement and noise settled down, my mother reached under the tree and handed me a small bright red velveteen box. It was adorned with a gold bow that covered the entire surface of the box. I recognized it immediately. I would not let myself believe what I wanted it to be…but it was. Yes, Virginia….there is a Santa Claus.
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The Tree of Hearts by Lynn Ingram
I don’t remember when I first noticed the cedar tree. Maybe it would be more accurate to say that I really never actually did notice it. It was just always there, a giant silent sentinel standing by the front porch of the house where I grew up. It wasn’t even the largest tree in the yard. Two towering elms shared that honor, and one of them was even further graced by its election to hold my rope swing. Certainly, the cedar tree was plenty large enough to support the swing, with its trunk much too large for me to wrap my little girl arms all the way around it – but its first branches were far too high up its trunk for my swing to hang there. Somehow, though, I always considered that cedar tree to be quite special. Why, I don’t know, and I’m sure I never voiced that thought aloud. Perhaps it was because, alone among the giant trees in the yard, it was an evergreen. Perhaps it was because, unlike the small cedars we cut from the field by the house for Christmas trees, it towered far into the sky. I left that house, never to return, decades ago, to attend college and embark on an adult life that would find me living in many different places. Things changed at the house of my childhood. My parents divorced. The house burned and sat vacant. My father eventually repaired the damage and moved back into the house, alone. The cedar tree remained. A dozen or so years passed, and my father decided to move the house and sell the property
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where the tree grew. Too late, I asked him to give me the cedar tree. Why, he inquired, did I want it, and what would I do with it? I had no specific purpose in mind, but my thoughts were that I’d have it sawed into boards to one day be fashioned into a piece of furniture or perhaps a closet in some future home. But Daddy had given the tree to a neighbor, Mr. Cassidy, who had similar ideas for its use. A year or so later, Daddy and I discovered that we’d both forgotten that conversation about the cedar. He didn’t remember my request for the tree. I didn’t remember that he’d given the tree to Mr. Cassidy on halves, that Mr. Cassidy would see to the sawing, and that he and Daddy would split the remaining boards. Maybe Daddy didn’t remember hearing the words I said when I asked for that tree. I don’t mind that one bit. I am certain that not all important communications require the use of language; in fact, despite my love of using them, it is entirely possible that the very best communication occurs without words. And so it is that I know that through some means of understanding, regardless of method or vehicle, my father’s heart remembered my request. Because sitting now at the foot of my bed is a cedar chest – fashioned from boards hewn from my cedar tree, joined lovingly and carefully together by my father’s hands as his last birthday gift to me. “I’m not sure you’ll want this,” he said, prefacing the delivery of his gift with a telephone
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call. “I’m not really much of a carpenter.” Some of the boards were flawed, he said, with knots in odd places and saw marks that were unintended, and so the chest was not perfect. Yes, I told him, of course I’ll want the chest you’ve made for me, tears rasping my words and wrenching my heart. I knew that the truth of my words failed somehow to convey over the distance. I could hear his fear, his doubt: does my country-born but somewhat city-slickered daughter really want what I have made – or is she merely being kind? Vainly then over the telephone, and then again when he brought the chest to me, I searched for the perfect words, falling helplessly into my regular trap of being in command of a quantity of such things while lacking the quality required. I never did find those perfect words. I was left to trust in the inaudible but unerring communication of hearts. One thing, though, I was able to say with assurance. Often, over our years together, I had occasion to tell my father that he was wrong about one thing or another, only coming later to find that it was not he, but I, who was in error. This time, however, I am certain I’ve caught him in a mistake: It’s not perfect, he said, of my cedar chest. But it is, indeed. Oh, yes, it is. My cedar chest was crafted with the heart and hands of love. With those tools, perfection is the only possible result.
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The Whistle-Blower by Kristine Meldrum Denholm
With apologies to readers, it was a dark and stormy night. But it was, I noticed, as my five-year-old loomed over me, waking me up. “What is it, honey?” She started to cry. “Bad dream?” “No.” Then the fateful four words: I swallowed a whistle. For some reason, I felt it crucial to look at the clock (as if 3:23 am was a time that people commonly swallow whistles.) “What do you mean, you swallowed a whistle?” This is where a mother’s mind races: What? Why? Which part of the digestive system would it get stuck in? What happens when you swallow a whistle? Is there lead in whistles? I think I’ve read an article about a child dying from magnets! Dear God, I think there was an ER episode on this! Sounded like a good reason to put the elbow to the hub’s rib. “She’s swallowed a whistle!” And hubby, who I married because he is the most brilliant person I’ve ever known, says one syllable. “Huh?” So I’m left with my little whistle-blower, a husband in denial, two other kids sleeping peacefully, with visions of dancing snow-calamities-causing-massive-school-cancellations in their heads, and icy roads. “Honey, are you sure? Did you choke?” “It went down.” “Why did you swallow it?” “I don’t know, Mommy.” Must’ve been a tiny whistle on a stuffed animal she went to sleep with, I deducted. (In times of stress, apparently my mind curses immobile fluffy creatures. Dang you, Build a Bear!) I called the pediatrician’s on-call nurse. “A whistle?” she said.
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“Yes. Are those dangerous?” “Is she breathing?” “Yes.” “No trouble?” “No. Are those dangerous?” “Is she turning blue or anything?” “No. She says she felt it go down.” They suggested Children’s Hospital. It was a hike from where I lived, but I trusted Children’s. They had once removed tonsils from my son that were the size of North Dakota. “Don’t go,” my husband said. “She’s fine.” “What if she isn’t? What if she needs surgery? What if it never passes?” “It’s an ice storm out. It’s dangerous.” “I gotta go” – and I was out the door, firing up a frozen van, and trekking down the interstate. As I prayed, I thought of my friends at my church. Does “swallowed whistle” qualify for a prayer chain? She cried. I gripped the steering wheel as the Dodge Minivan was sliding on the highway tundra. Please God, let my girl be ok. I literally slid into Children’s ER and leapt from the van (doing a Kristi Yamaguchi-impression where you land on the ice doing splits without even trying!) The security guard said something about my car keys, trying to be helpful. Who has time for keys! I thought. Don’t you see here MY DAUGHTER COULD BE DYING! (I imagine it was hard for him to tell because she was conscious.) This was going to be like an ER episode! We raced in, breathless (me) and fully breathing (her). “My daughter swallowed a whistle!” I cried out. “Are you Mrs. Denholm?” “Oh good, the nurse called ahead!” They’ve had time to assemble the finest surgical team in town to get the whistle out of my daughter!
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“No, she didn’t call. Your husband did.” And then the next fateful four words: “He found the whistle.” “WHAT?”(This never happened on ER.) “He said he and her brothers got up and looked for the whistle she plays with. They found it.” I looked at my daughter. “Sweetie?” “I guess it could’ve been a dream, Mommy.” My mouth dropped open. I hugged her but turned red. As we turned around, I cursed myself for risking our lives driving an icy highway out of fear. I thought of how I blamed poor Build a Bear, who would give me the silent treatment. And, I chided myself for looking like a scared mom wearing scarier sweats, should George Clooney have appeared in this episode of ER. And then I determined, somewhere on the way back, that I would do it again…for any of my kids. I looked at my fully awake daughter and we made a pact: No. More. ER. Visits. Please? I thought of the nerve-racking treks we’d made for our three kids: infant earaches, tonsil abscesses, a broken wrist, an unending vomiting session at Beauty and the Beast (my deepest apologies to the janitorial staff at the theatre, my appreciation for the clean stalls and to the cast: I’m sure it was an extraordinary performance!) “Do you know how scary these things are for Mommy?” I asked (because we all know a dose of parental guilt is in the best interest of the parents). She nodded. “Mommy, I love you.” As ticked as I was, I wanted to reach back to that Caravan middle row and hug my girl. I love you too, baby. I love you too.
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An Heirloom in the Making by Rose Ann Sinay
I was surprised, to say the least, when my daughter informed me that she would not be wearing my gown on her wedding day – the dress that had been cleaned, boxed and stored with the thought that one day my little girl would wear it down the aisle. The many rows of flat lace, the scalloped neckline and the bouffant skirt were just not her she said looking at my bridal portrait. “Do you have something old or blue,” she asked sensing my disappointment and trying to ease the moment. She examined the picture and pointed to the gems circling my younger neck with the tip of her polished nail. “What about this necklace?” It had been a birthday present from my father who was in Vietnam on a tour of duty. He had already been gone for six months of the year-long assignment. The box had arrived the very day of my sweet sixteenth. I had eagerly torn off the brown, stamp-covered paper with my name neatly printed in his handwriting to find a pink jewelry case. I opened it with great excitement, and then couldn’t hide my disappointment. “Pearls?” I asked my mother. “Why would Dad send me pearls?”
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I removed the necklace from the hooks, slid the perfectly graduated pearls through my fingers, and unfastened the diamond shaped clasp that held the circle together. I put it on and looked in the mirror. The largest creamy white pearl rested perfectly in the hollow of my neck. It was beautiful. “Pearls are for old ladies,” I said, putting them back in the box. He had sent my little sister silver puzzle rings for her birthday. I had liked them so much that she let me borrow them from time to time. This odd choice of necklace was simply another example of how little my father knew about me. The gulf between us seemed to grow wider. “You’ll appreciate them one day,” my mother said quietly. I promptly put them in my bureau drawer. I never acknowledged the gift in the short, sporadic letters that I sent to my dad. The beaded strand lay in the back corner of the dresser for years, unappreciated and unremembered. * * * “Pearls,” the stylish, gray haired woman pronounced as I pirouetted in front of the mirrored panels in the bridal shop. “Yes, a string of pearls would be the finishing touch for this gorgeous gown,” she said pointing out the tiny, white seeds that were sewn into bodice. “You could wear costume jewelry. No one will know the difference.” She turned an imaginary key on her pursed lips and threw it over her shoulder. “Actually,” I said, “I have a necklace – a gift from my dad when I was sixteen.” “Sixteen – imagine that – what a lucky girl you are to have such a thoughtful father.” Her comment startled me. I hadn’t seen it that way. Suddenly, I was anxious to get home and go through the boxes in the attic. I was surprised at my sense of urgency. When was the last time I had seen the jewelry case? Had I thoughtlessly thrown it in a junk box when I had left home? Could it have been packed in a bag going to the Salvation Army or the town dump? After two hours of frantic searching, I found it in the bottom of a plastic bin, keeping company with an old doll, a dry snow globe and a bikini two sizes too small. The morning of my wedding, after my makeup was applied, my hair curled and sprayed and all the tiny buttons on the voluminous dress were buttoned, I put the beaded strand around my neck. The sales woman had been right – pearls were the perfect touch – and I was lucky to have a father that could foresee this special moment. As Dad and I waited to walk down the aisle together, I laid my hand over my necklace. He hadn’t seen the pearls since he’d mailed them from the military post office in Vietnam. I had never thanked him. I wondered how to tell my father how much his gift meant to me. As I started to speak, the music cued us – it was time to walk down the white, cloth runner to my new life. He smiled and said, “You are beautiful.” I saw his eyes glance at the pearls that lay under my finger tips. The moment I thought was lost had somehow been salvaged. I smiled back at him. Thirty years later, I handed the pink box to my daughter. “They’re yours to keep”, I said as she removed the contents. “Is it an heirloom?” she asked sliding the string of pearls through her fingers as I had done years before. “It is now.” My daughter threw her arms around me and kissed me on the cheek. “They’re awesome,” I chuckled at the words finally spoken out loud in appreciation of their beauty, meaning and family connection. The pearls had truly begun their journey.
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When wives gab about how “ruined” their proposals were because “It started raining on our picnic SO hard!” or “His ex walked into the restaurant right as he pulled out the ring!” I smile smugly; knowing that I’ve got them beat. Theirs was messy; mine was downright ugly. We’d been moving Greg’s things from his studio apartment in the middle of June, about a month after I learned that we were expecting…a week before graduation…after we’d been dating for about three months. So, right then, not only did I have a dash of bewildered terror clouding my decorum, I also had humidity, heat and first-trimester ailments working against my usual regal glamour. Like I said; it was ugly. Unfortunately, it doesn’t get prettier just yet. After a particularly tough round of running linens down two floors, I suddenly fell violently ill. I then commenced wreaking havoc on my bedraggled boyfriend’s bathroom for a half hour, while he waited outside, occasionally asking if I was alive and whether or not I needed anything. Finally, I announced that I needed a clean towel; a shower had become imperative. Later, I stumbled out of the bathroom, panting and sweaty, with wet hair dripping a trail to his bed, where I collapsed in the exhaustion only pregnant women know. Greg gently sat next to me and put his hand on mine. He began to gaze at me with a calm intensity that filled me with self-consciousness. Before I could nervously titter, he began to tell me how beautiful he thought I was, how excited he was to start this new journey together with me, and how he didn’t doubt that God had had His hand in everything happening to us. Producing an innovative ring crafted from a bread bag twisty-tie, Greg asked me if I would be his wife. I couldn’t breathe through my disbelief. Neurotic, sweaty, everexpanding, stressed, partially narcoleptic, slowly leaking, heaving like a grizzly bear whenever I put on my shoes – I was the one this man wanted. He was offering to share his future with me and felt confident that I would help it become wonderful. My face burst into an awkward smile/sob as I breathed an excited “Yes!” As he slid the plastic ring onto my bloated finger, he clumsily promised to get me a “real” one when he could ever afford it. However, as I gushed about our engagement to roughly every person in town, I proudly showed off the black twisted plastic on my hand. My glee was often met with the false approval shown to a child who has dressed herself in a bathing suit and a tutu for a formal dinner. This struck me as hilarious, and I laughed to myself quietly, my bliss proving impenetrable; I had never felt so beautiful or loved. Over the next eighteen months, our engagement was put through the ringer. During what is typically considered the “honeymoon phase” of our relationship, Greg got to see sides of me that nobody had before – including myself. If I factor in the various dimensions I took on physically, along with the vast array of emotions I adopted within my hormonal onslaught, I can confidently assert that my fiancé experienced a relationship with roughly forty different women during our engagement. And yet, somehow, this sweet young man with the kind, blue eyes wanted to marry me anyway. For the first anniversary of our wedding, Greg had the ring coated in silver enamel and mounted within a display case that marks the date on a tiny plaque. Five years after his proposal, his makeshift engagement ring is still the most valuable object I’ve ever owned.
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Happy Hour by Diane DeVaughn Stokes
It’s five o’clock somewhere, and I am not talking about the Jimmy Buffet song detailing happy hour celebrations. I am simply referring to a “happy hour” shared with my grandfather, Pop, back in the late fifties, the only father figure I knew till my mom remarried in later years. You see, 5 pm, Monday through Friday, was a magical time when I was a kid waiting for Pop to get home from work. I waited patiently, sitting on a curb, outside of the four-plex apartment Mom and I shared with my grandparents, for Pop to pull up in his old brown station wagon to take me on a “date.” He’d pull up at 5 pm, roll down the window and say, “Miss, are you waiting for a prince? Well, he has just arrived.” Then he would take me to the local candy store and buy me a Three Musketeer bar to eat before dinner and chuckled the same phrase each and every night, “You can eat it now, but whatever you do, don’t tell your grandmother!” That was always followed by a huge belly laugh from my teddy bear of a grandpa. Sometimes, we would hit the Dairy Queen for a coffee-flavored blizzard and head to the park where we would sit by the lake feeling incredibly sneaky knowing dinner was only an hour away. Pop was like a big kid. He had a way of making every child feel special by giving them a nickname and turning their everyday ho-hum into Disneyland. He called me “Dine-y,” and I knew I could do no wrong in Pop’s eyes. He loved to watch me sing with my hairbrush microphone, accompanying the singers on the Lawrence Welk Show. He cheered as I recited TV commercials, mimicking on-air personalities. He’d clap and laugh so hard pretending he was falling off his chair when I would dance around the living room to American Bandstand. And as much as he loved reading the Star Ledger every morning and Look magazine at night, he’d always drop what he was reading when I came into the room, giving me his undivided attention. But I did the same for him. My grandmother showed me how to cook Scrapple, Pop’s favorite liver pudding, when I was about six years old. Together with scrambled eggs and toast, I made a meal fit for a king every weekend, because he was exactly that, royalty in my eyes, through and through. Morris Simonson was born in 1901 in Scranton, Pennsylvania, and after marrying my grandmother relocated to Newark, New Jersey, to avoid working in the coal mines of the keystone state. Pop worked hard as a plumber for Crane Company for over forty years, putting a roof over our heads and plenty of food on the table. I vividly recall visiting him
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with my grandmother at his office one day and was shocked to see a girly calendar hanging over his desk. He claimed it belonged to one of the other male employees, as he could never think of looking at a woman other than Nana. I asked to see “Miss December” since Pop and I shared December birthdays, and against Nana’s wishes he handed me the calendar. I cracked up seeing a gorgeous redhead wearing nothing “butt” reindeer antlers. Pop exploded in laughter too, and even Nana could not contain herself. Pop could tell a joke better than anyone I knew and was never without one. Nana was always nervous when the church priest came to visit as Pop would sometimes blurt out an off-color joke without thinking. And being the devilish prankster that he was, I’m sure it was all in his plan to keep Nana on edge at the cost of being the life of the party. When the carnival came to town each year, Pop loved to take me on the all the wild rides. I hated to tell him I was scared, and that they made me feel sick, because Pop loved them so much. He would rock the Ferris wheel gently as we spun high above the ground, and he’d sing “Rock-a- by Baby” at the top of his lungs! Every Friday night was Pop’s night on the town with the boys, shooting pool and shuffleboard. Most Fridays, about 11 pm, he came home “snockered.” Nana would yell at him and say, “Mo, you’re sleeping alone tonight.” But I fondly remember one Friday Christmas Eve when I was scheduled to sing my first solo at Midnight Mass. Nana lectured Pop not to drink too much after work so that he would be able to come hear me sing. Pop got on his knees and bowed down to Nana and said, “Ruth, I would never do anything to disappoint Diney.” And he never did. Yes, I had the world’s greatest grandfather, and when he died in 1978, my heart was shattered. However, my grandmother gave me a treasured keepsake right after the funeral. Nana gave me Pop’s gold and silver pocket watch that she gave him as a present on their first anniversary. Of course, I set it at five o’clock, framed it in a shadow box and hung it on our living room wall beneath a beautiful clown portrait that a dear friend painted and gave to me. The artistic grouping signifies that Pop was the biggest most loveable clown of them all. There is a song from yesteryear called “Oh My Papa” and the words perfectly describe my Pop. “So funny, so adorable, always a clown…He always understood. Gone are the days when he would take me on his knee, and with a smile, he could change my tears to laughter.” It’s five o’clock somewhere, and there’s no doubt, it’s HEAVEN.
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Bridget & Terry Bishop Bridget Bishop, who owns Bless Your Letter Art with her husband, Terry, says her favorite piece of jewelry is her wedding ring and her diamond necklace. “Terry bought the necklace for me in London before we were married—that says ‘love’ to me!” Terry and Bridget collect Letter Art from all over the world. “We first saw this creative art form in a Christian bookstore. Hanging on the wall was the word ‘Faith’ made from architectural photos of buildings spelling out each letter in shadows and windows. The light bulb went off over my husband’s head!” Terry and Bridget knew that this was it—they could do this, and decided to start doing their own letter art. “Immediately we got a camera and went in search of artsy, creative, and above all, unusual ways to see and make ordinary objects into beautiful works of art. We take the individual photos, but we let people choose their own words, and then each letter. It becomes an extension of THEIR imagination and starts to take on a life of its own.” Terry and Bridget have nine grandchildren that live between Charlotte and Myrtle Beach. “We’ll spend Christmas with our families in Charlotte and here in Myrtle Beach.” On New Year’s Eve, they will watch fireworks and spend time with family. “Terry’s daughter was born on January 1st; so many times we’re celebrating her birthday as well as the New Year.” This is Terry and Bridget’s third year creating Letter Art, and their second full year in business. “We are so blessed. Our customers will find 150 new letters added for the Christmas season. Our latest ‘Letter Safari’ took us to the Holy Lands of Israel where we spent 10 days searching the Old City of Jerusalem. We have added letters no one else has from many Holy sites.”
Bless Your Letter Art, Barefoot Landing(Seasonal Location), 704-254-8387 www.BlessYourLetterArt.com
Charles Biddix Charles Biddix, owner of Palmetto Ace Home Center in Pawleys Island is not much on jewelry, but said, “I do enjoy collecting watches. I love the technology and the style. I also collect HO model Southern railroad trains. My uncle also shares this passion, and we enjoyed building fairly elaborate train sets in his North Carolina mountain home. I hope one day I can display my train collection and build my own model train layout.” Charles’ favorite family heirloom is his father’s early camera collection. “I shared the love of photography with my father. And I continue to add to the camera collection.” Charles and his wife, Maryanne, are looking forward to the holiday season. “We celebrate the holidays with both my family and my wife’s family. We’re on the road a lot during the holidays. We love being together and, of course, eating quite a bit! At this time we’re not sure of our New Year’s Eve plans, but I know we’ll have something planned soon.” When asked to reflect on his business in 2012, Charles said, “Our spring and summer business is strong. It is surprising how much our volume is impacted by the tourist. You would not think so for a hardware store, but we have so many repeat customers that tell us we are their first stop when they arrive at the beach.” Locals will find plenty of great gift ideas at Palmetto Ace Home Center, and Charles is really excited about their selection of Christmas trees. “We have several different themed trees this year including a sea/beach tree, nature tree and a hunting tree. Something for everyone!”
Palmetto Ace Home Center, 8317 S. Ocean Hwy., Pawleys Island 843-235-3555 www.palmettoace.com
Darleen & Curtis Brown Co-owner of Castano’s in Barefoot Landing, Darleen Brown loves her Pandora bracelet. “Every charm has a certain, special meaning to me. For example, my son plays guitar so I have a charm for that; I have gold dice from Las Vegas and others that are important to me.” Most women will understand Darleen’s passion for collecting shoes. “Wherever we travel I will get a unique pair of shoes. I have lots of high heels in every kind and color. I love shoes!” A special memento from her childhood is Darleen’s most prized heirloom. “I have a grandfather clock that my parents bought in the early ‘70s that moves with me wherever I go. Every time I hear it chime it takes me back to being a kid growing up in the suburbs of Chicago.” The Brown family spends the holidays with family. “We generally just have the kids and have a nice quiet Christmas with our immediate family.” But, New Year’s Eve will be a special day at Castano’s in Barefoot Landing. “We are gathering up all of our new and old friends to enjoy New Year’s Eve at the restaurant. We hope everyone will come and join us—we promise it will be fun!” Moving to Myrtle Beach was the best thing the Brown’s did in 2012. “We have met such nice, friendly people. We love it here.” Curtis and Darleen are excited to introduce their customers to a special dining experience at Castano’s. “We offer a dining experience that combines some of the best culinary talent with friendly staff in an atmosphere second to none. Come in and find the meaning of ‘dinnertainment!’”
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Alesia Papastavros, the new Marketing Director at Inlet Square Mall, didn’t hesitate when asked to name her favorite piece of jewelry. “My without a doubt, hands down, all-time favorite piece of jewelry is also my newest piece—my engagement ring! My (now) fiancé proposed on August 18th, and to this day, I can’t stop staring! He must really love me!” This busy executive does have a favorite collection—her shoes! “If I’m having a tough day, nothing says ‘it’s going to be alright’ quite like a pair of high heels.” Alesia’s favorite family piece is her godmother’s garter from her wedding day. “My oldest cousin, Ziggy, who unexpectedly passed away last year at 31 years old had caught it at her reception and held onto it throughout the course of his life. Anything which allows me to rekindle his memory and spirit is something I cherish. It is this garter that I’ll wear on my wedding day in September of 2013.” Alesia has a busy holiday season planned. My fiancé and I are living in Myrtle Beach, but both of our families, except for his parents, still live in Connecticut. We’ll be enjoying our first Christmas as an engaged couple back home and will fly back on Christmas Day to spend the day with my soon-to-be in-laws. Usually, New Year’s Eve is something we play by ear. We seem to do well with spur of the moment plans!” We have a ton of great holiday events at Inlet Square Mall throughout December! Live performances from choirs, dance groups, bands, and more! We also have a number of great new tenants coming in throughout the season! Kids Club events, Mall Walker meetings, and photos with Santa are just a few of the things you can expect to keep you entertained at Inlet Square this holiday season!”
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The Joy Singers
For many years, Christmas Eve services at our church were a mainstay in my family’s holiday tradition. My husband and his family had attended since his childhood, and we kept the tradition alive once we married and had children of our own. The services were always held promptly at 5 pm and normally lasted no more than thirty to forty-five minutes, so that members could still have family time afterwards. The service always consisted of music from the Joy Singers and the traditional Christmas pageant with the manger, shepherds, wise men and angels, all worked into some type of narrated story. The music rehearsals for the Joy Singers began in September, and all children in our small community from grades three through seven were welcome to attend. The Joy Singers also performed at various community functions throughout the year, and they attended music camp at Blackstone, Virginia, each summer. Mrs. Nan Seeley was the founder and driving force behind the Joy Singers, and the children and the church’s musical programs thrived under her direction. Both of my children were privileged to belong to the Joy Singers, but not at the same time. Since there were five years between my girls, one grew too old before the second one joined. I didn’t mind, because it gave me ten full years of helping in various roles. For many of those years, I was the Christmas pageant director, which encompassed the synchronization of the music to the procession of the Nativity characters and the narration. That sounds much easier than it was. Rehearsals for the Joy Singers were combined with the cast of the Nativity story for the final weeks in December, and that was when things really became interesting. Perhaps only two wise men showed up, but no shepherds. The next rehearsal, all the shepherds and wise men were there, but Joseph was home with a cold. No rehearsal was ever perfect – not even close. But somehow, at 5 o’clock on Christmas Eve each year, the organist would chime the hour, and the Joy Singers would file into the darkened church with their candles before them, singing “Oh Come, All Ye Faithful.” Each boy and girl appeared in their gleaming golden robes with burgundy stoles, scrubbed and polished so that their skin shone. The congregation joined in with the second verse, “Sing, choir of angels, sing in exultation,” and the Joy Singers mounted to their places in the choir stall. The narrator would begin the story, and the Joy Singers would sit
until the next song. The music varied from year to year, but I still find myself humming, “Little Donkey, Trotting Merrily,” along with “Run, Shepherd Boy,” at various times during the Christmas season. The characters of Mary and Joseph would wind their way down the aisles and take their places by the wooden manger. A child holding a giant star would come and stand behind them. Shepherds and wise men took their places, more or less as they had been instructed. When it was time for the angels, all the babies and toddlers of the congregation and their families were brought out in their white robes, silver wings and silver halos. Then the angels joined the Joy Singers in “Away in a Manger.” It didn’t matter if a baby fussed, or some toddler dropped her pacifier, the angel scene was always perfect. Every Christmas Eve service always concluded with the lighting of the candles, and each member of the congregation carried his light out into the world. Each Christmas Eve was special, and each year, at some point in the service, I would come to the certainty that now Christmas had begun. It didn’t begin on Christmas morning when Santa brought gifts; our family’s Christmas always started at 5 pm on Christmas Eve. One year, my younger daughter, Amanda, sang a solo that began like this; “Christmas isn’t Christmas ‘til it happens in your heart. Somewhere deep inside you is where Christmas really starts.” I can still see and hear her in my mind’s eye, all of eight or nine years old, singing confidently and clearly into the microphone, her beautiful brown hair shining in the candlelight and her sweet voice true to every note. Christmas Eve services became difficult for my family when Amanda died at the age of nineteen. She had been a participant of every single Christmas Eve service since her birth, as had my older daughter, Melissa. Many of our normal traditions became difficult, and our family has sought out new traditions to take their place. For several years, we did not attend church at all on Christmas Eve, but we all felt its absence keenly. We attend a different church now, and this church has its own traditions. There are no Joy Singers in golden robes, but the children still reenact the Nativity story. Our new church is filled with the Christmas spirit, and the service begins still at 5 pm each Christmas Eve. And as the organist plays, “O Come, All Ye Faithful,” the joy singers that are the children and adults of this new congregation lift their voices in song. And I – I feel that Christmas once again is happening in my heart.
by Kim Seeley
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Brookgreen’s most celebrated festival, Nights of a Thousand Candles, is a holiday tradition! Stroll down garden paths glowing with hand-lit candles and festive lights as muscians perform and carolers sing. Tickets are $16 for adults and $7 for children (4-12). Children age three and under are free. For special pricing for groups of 15 or more call (843)235-6021. www.brookgreen.org
1-(800)-849-1931 or (843) 235-6000
(retail $50)
expires December 29, 2012
www.brookgreen.org Nights of a Thousand Candles is sponsored in part by:
FREE Admission Tuesday - Saturday, 10 - 4 Sunday, 1 - 4
3100 South Ocean Blvd. Myrtle Beach, SC 29577 843. 238. 2510 MyrtleBeachArtMuseum.org
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Accents by Carol . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27 Bloomingails . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Christopher’s Fine Jewelry . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Finders Keepers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 Anaerobic Studio . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Bou’Tiki . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51 Coastal Dance . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Fitness N’ FriendZ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 Art & Soul . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Bright Blue Sea Bookshelf . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Coccadots Cake Shop . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Four Seasons Interiors, Inc. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 Ash Hoffman . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 Brookgreen Gardens . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .56 David E. Grabeman, D.D.S., P.A. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19 Frame Factory . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 55 Barbara’s Fine Gifts . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 Brynn Elizabeth Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 55 Douglas Diamond Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Grady’s Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Barefoot Cottage . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Burroughs & Chapin Art Museum . . . . . . . . . . . . . 56 Elderberry Salon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 14 Grand Strand Plastic Surgery . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 Belk . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Butlers Lighting . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Eleanor Pitts Fine Gifts & Jewelry . . . . . . . . . . . . . 14 Healthpoint . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 Black Market Minerals . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 Cabana Gauze . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41 Elegantz . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Homespun Crafters Mall . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 BlessYourLetterArt.com . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 Castano’s . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 En Facé . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 Hope Taylor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49
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Supplies, Party Supplies,Party Event Planning & Rentals Event Planning & Inflatable Rentals
Which Craft?
No Magic Involved Just Unique Art, Crafts & Antiques
Vendor Space Available!
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Inlet Queens . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Original Benjamin’s . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 Sassyfras . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 Taz . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 Inlet Square Mall . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Palace Theatre . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2, 3 Scents Unlimited . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Too Qt . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19 The Joggling Board . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 Palmetto Ace Home Center . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Shabby Shindigs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 57 Treasures Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51 The Kangaroo Pouch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41 Pawleys Island Bakery . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15 Shades & Draperies . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 Tulip Tree . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Lands End Restaurant . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Pawleys Island Swimwear . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 Simply Sophia . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Ultratan . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Litchfield Dance Arts Academy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 59 The Pink Cabana . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 South Atlantic Bank . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8 Victoria’s Ragpatch . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Long Bay Symphony . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 59 Pounds Away of Myrtle Beach . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 Southern Living Showcase Home . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 WEZV . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 59 The Market Common . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 7 Restless Style Salon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 55 Studio 77 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 Which Craft? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 57 McLeod Health . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 60 Rice Paddy Restaurant . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 27 Sunset River Marketplace . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 37 Wine and Design . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 12 Me & Mommy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Ripley’s Aquarium . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 Take 2 Resale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 Women in Philanthropy and Leadership . . . . . . 10 Murray & Mike’s Cafe . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 Rose Arbor Fabrics . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 37 Taylor’s . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19
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Shadrack’s Christmas Wonderland, MB Pelican’s Baseball Stadium, dusk to 10 pm every night, $25.50 per car. For more info, call 888-321-7547.
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Good Friends Luncheon, Pawleys Plantation, doors open at 11:30 am, lunch at noon, $25. For tickets or more info, call Beth at 843-359-2486 or visit Good Friends of Georgetown County, SC on FB.
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Holiday on Main Street, Theatre of the Republic, 331 Main St., Conway. For show times and ticket info, call 843-488-0821 or visit www.theatreoftherepublic.com.
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Nights of a Thousand Candles, Brookgreen Gardens, 3-10pm. For more info, call 843-235-6021 or visit www.brookgreen.org.
Holiday Parades, 2pm, Ocean Blvd., Surfside Beach, 843-650-9548; 5:30 pm, Main St., N. Myrtle Beach, 843-361-3045.
Strand Cinema presents Certified Copy, 7 pm, Strand Theatre, Front St., Georgetown, $5. For more info, call 843-527-2924 or visit www.swampfoxplayers.com.
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Celebrating the Season in Dance, holiday dance performances at Litchfield Dance Arts Academy, 3 pm & 7 pm, $15, 12 & under free. For more info, call 843-237-7465 or visit www.litchfield-dance.com.
Hanukkah Happenings, presented by Temple Shalom of Myrtle Beach, 7-9 pm, Grand Strand Senior Center, $5 in advance, $7 at the door. For more info, call 843-903-6634.
Movies on Main presents White Christmas, 7 pm, Theatre of the Republic, 331 Main St., Conway, $5. For more info, call, 843-488-0821 or visit www.theatreoftherepublic.com.
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Moveable Feast, Phillip Powell’s Annual Holiday Concert, 11 am, Capt. Dave’s Dockside, $25. For more info, call 843-235-9600 or visit www.classatpawleys.com.
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Garden by Candlelight, 6-9 pm, Brookgreen Gardens. For more info, call 843-235-6021 or visit www.brookgreen.org.
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New Year’s Eve at Celebrity Square, Broadway at the Beach, fireworks at 8 pm, live entertainment and more. For more info, call 843-444-3200, or visit www.broadwayatthebeach.com.
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Chamber Orchestra Christmas Concerts
Bach and Handel for the Advent Season
Celebrating the season with dance
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he Long Bay Symphony Chamber Orchestra, members of the Carolina Master Chorale and outstanding vocal soloists present a pair of seasonal classics: Bach’s Christmas Oratorio, Part I and selections from Handel’s Messiah. Saturday, December 1, 2012 – 7:00pm Trinity Episcopal Church, Myrtle Beach
Saturday, December 15, 2012 Showtimes: 3 pm and 7 pm Tickets: $15 per person (Ages 12 and under are free)
Sunday, December 2, 2012 – 4:00pm Our Lady Star of the Sea, North Myrtle Beach
Thinking Forward. Looking Back. 843.448.8379
FOR TICKETS CALL: TICKETS ALSO AVAILABLE ONLINE AT: www.LONGBAYSYMPHONY.com
January 2013 Litchfield Dance Arts Academy
Ilka Doubek, Director 97 Otis Drive in the Litchfield section of Pawleys Island For reservations and information, call 843.237.7465 ldaaoffice@gmail.com • www.litchfield-dance.com
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Dr. Imran Siddiqi
Dr. Carol Young
Dr. Young Brings Years of Experience to McLeod Pulmonary and Critical Care Seacoast. With Dr. Young in the Seacoast office, and Dr. Imran Siddiqi in the Loris office, McLeod Pulmonary and Critical Care is now welcoming new patients. The exemplary skills and experience of Dr. Carol Young alone are enough to understand why he’s so highly regarded among his patients and colleagues. With 24 years of service in the U.S. Army, including two tours of duty in Iraq, Dr. Young holds the rare distinction of being board certified in three specialties, including pulmonary, critical care and internal medicine. His focus in his new position at McLeod Pulmonary and Critical Care Seacoast is primarily on adult lung disease, such as COPD, and intensive care patients. As the father of eight daughters, he has a passion in caring for patients and their families.
McLeod Physician Associates McLeodPhysicians.org
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