Blue 501 wrote:
My, the Refuge sure is dusty. I have my work cut out for me. Any volunteers? I have been to the little village on the River where my Mother lived several times to start clearing out the debris. She had some very odd things. I found two very large Diamond Back Rattle Snake skins (not the shed skin-the whole thing, scales & all) & a hand made suit, very chic & impossibly tiny (she weighed 95 pounds when she got married at 24). I was invited to a showing of a collection of pictures that included several of her & surprisingly, two of my father, taken at different locations on the shore). I was asked to get up & tell how she came to be in the collection & I got a nice hand of applause (probably b/c I kept it VERY brief).
I had fresh oysters & clams several times & talked to a lot of interesting people. And. because I am Southern, I got a lot of hugs. The moderator of the exhibition has written several books about the maritime people who populated the NC coast in the 18th & 19th centuries. I have begun reading them & they are very good. He has degrees from both Duke & Harvard & his mother was from Cartaret County so I should not be surprised.
Dang Blue! Don't scare me like this again!!!. I feel so alone on the rest of the day-to-day threads.
A few years ago, this thread was always readily available, and most of the people who posted in here posted in some of the other threads. Back then there seen to be a lot of discussion instead of so much disagreement. Back then, it was very common to see comments from you, deceived, and Pixie. I fully understand why few of those posters are posting in the threads that have become the norm. But, I came in here a few nights ago and you hadn't posted since Dec 28 which scared the ba-gee-bies(?) out of me. I didn't dare ask the question I was thinking. This board has gone the way of the show. So I can't tell you how glad I am to see you back! Life is a lot better now that I know Blue is ok!
By the way, I LOVE oysters & clams! I spent a lot of years in NC. If the day ever comes when I am again passing through and I am lucky enough to actually meet you, I will feel that I have once again been blessed.