I come from a long line of porch sitters.

            I was trying to explain this to my mid-western raised friends, Mark and Suzanne, while we rocked, sipped, ate, talked and talked some more on our back porch last weekend.  The heavy rain that torpedoed the tin roof and the industrial-sized fan almost as big as the great state of Texas, and just as loud, made it bearable in the god-forsaken June heat.

Swine Survivor

Dear Aunt Bossy,

I love my husband so much, but his family is determined to divide us.

  He is of Cuban heritage. I am of Jewish heritage. The family haven’t mentioned that directly, but have made comments that indicate it is an issue for them.

When do we quit doing the things we love? When we are no longer able?

When do we start accepting ourselves as something less than we are meant to be?

Phenomenal high school choir to blow roof off local church with 'Music Man' and more.

The Clover High School Choraliers are headed to Beaufort to perform a free concert, and according to those in the know, you’ve never heard anything like this before.