Sunday morning in Beaufort we had time before we needed to be at the brunch that was on the schedule, so we did some cemetery visiting. I do love a good cemetery. First stop was the Beaufort National Cemetery, where we found the grave of The Great Santini, Pat Conroy’s father. Right next to his grave was this one, with a Methodist cross on it. I’m not sure I had ever seen that before.
From there we headed over to St Helena Island, where we found Pat Conroy’s grave, way out on a little torn up road, in a little African-American cemetery. It backed up to the Penn Center, one of his favorite charities. We agreed that spoke volumes about someone who, with all his fame and money, chose to be buried there.