Aunt Caroline made her annual migration from West "By God" Virgina to Charleston and we all spent 4 days at Folly Beach during her stay.

Jack made about 4 trips a day down to the water and let me tell you that would be a hard project for a platoon of Marines to pull off. Let's see, you got your beach chairs, umbrella, big truck, 3 shovels, small truck--it kept getting lost--water, towels and toy boats. Not to mention suntan lotion, wet bathing suits, sand up the ying yang and a gaggle of sandals. Thank God it rained several afternoons.

We also did beach walks, pedicab rides, bicycle rides, stepper bike rides and fixed enought food for those Marines.