A quaint and historical city. A true gem of the south. Surprisingly, it was not rated one of the cleanest cities in the nation. Never, ever seen such perfectly kept, houses for such a large area. Miles and miles of perfect, pastel homes and spotless streets. Very upper crust, college town. We experienced all the city had to offer: Southern fare – Shrimp and grits, The History – The Civil War / An education on slavery,Boone Plantation, Folly Beach, Pirates, and Fort Sumner (Where the Civil War started). Met a few cousins for the first time. The one named Ce Ce (after my Mother), looked and acted uncannily like her!! Oddly enough, my mother was named after her aunt Cecelia. I also met with my father’s friend, Skip Johnson whom he had not seen in years. The man and his wife are a bright and shinning example of what a southern couple should be. Very kind, congenial and kicked back. We had a laughter – filled visit. He gave us both (my father and I), a copy of one of his books. It’s about Jesus’ life…”Yeshua” something. Have to check it out when I find time.