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.
Saturday at the festival we spent the entire day at the USC Beaufort Center for the Performing Arts. We didn’t have a lot of down time between presentations, but when we did they had a pretty cool exhibit for us to check out – The South from A to Z. E was for Elvis – I loved that, of course 🙂
Probably the highlight – or at least one of my favorite times – of the weekend was the conversation on stage between Rick Bragg and Walter Edgar. Hilarious, of course, and I just loved listening to Rick’s stories. I bought his new cookbook – here he is signing it afterwards.
Friday morning Lindee & Addie got here as soon as they finished up celebrating Mallory and Clara at the Principal’s Scholar breakfast at the middle school, and we hit the road for Beaufort. It was our annual birthday trip for Lindee and me, and Addie joined us this year. It was such a great weekend. We stopped to pick up our passes and met the booksellers, went & checked in our motel, and then headed to town to check out the Pat Conroy Literary Center. Lindee and I had learned when we went to the I Was Born to Be in a Library program about Pat Conroy a couple of months ago that he wrote all of his books by hand. Here are the first few pages of his first draft of Prince of Tides. Very cool.
This year was a celebration of the publication of the new book of tributes to Pat Conroy from various authors, The Prince of Scribes. Friday night was a dinner where we sat at the table with authors who are featured in the books, and afterwards we were able to get books signed by writers who were there. This is Pat’s brother Tim, who is a poet. That was very cool. Next to him is Debbi Covington, who writes cookbooks, and then Walter Edgar, who was at our table for dinner. He is a big – HUGE – expert on SC history, and we love listening to his program on NPR. Such a special evening.
Yesterday morning before I went to Momma’s I went to check out a new trail – for me, anyway. It started at the Baxter Hood Center at York Tech and went across the campus, and then on over & connected with the greenway at Manchester Meadows, where I’d walked before. It was a beautiful day to be out.
I don’t think I’d ever even been at that entrance to the college before, so I was fired up to see where this sign even was.
This evening we headed into town for the annual concert – Clara’s last, since she’ll be starting middle school next year. They really did do an amazing job, as they always to. It’s amazing the way they can get these fourth and fifth graders to sing.
June went with us to watch Clara sing, and she was excited to see her former assistant principal there. Mrs. Garen is now Clara’s assistant principal :-). June wanted to get their picture made together, and I thought it turned out so cute.
Today Addie & Lee brought June & Mason over to walk around the trail one more time in the daylight, and we got a couple of pictures of some of the details. Jeff wanted me to get a picture of the ghoul running over the guy with the lawnmower, AFTER the blood was added to the scene. So here is that 🙂
And here is the giant snake – a brand new critter this year 🙂
When I got home from church yesterday Jeff was waiting for me in the driveway. I’d made sandwiches for us to eat in the car, and we hit the road. First stop was the Pumpkin Patch at Woodland UMC in Rock Hill, where Charlie and his buddy Raleigh were working, selling pumpkins to raise money for the youth. They weren’t real excited about putting on the pumpkin costumes, but we finally shamed them into it. 🙂
From there we headed straight to Columbia, where Clara had two soccer games back to back. This is in the second half of the second game, and they were all taking breathers whenever they could. They won both games – the second in a real nail biter – so they were happy and we were proud.
We got a group shot of all the kids who were here dressed in their costumes with the clowns in the basement. Right after this they all got changed so their outfits wouldn’t smell like smoke from cooking hotdogs over the campfire 🙂
One of the VERY few pictures that I took after dark that ***sort of*** turned out…
Last night we celebrated our final Haunted Trail with all the kids, grandkids, and several of their friends. One of my favorite new critters that Jeff built this year was the Devil, because he did such a good job of painting its hands to match the mask. He was standing in the cemetery near the very beginning of the trail, but there was so much going on that I don’t think many people noticed him.
There were lots of snakes that sort of made me gasp as we walked around the trail 🙂