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Originally Posted by antgirl1
HOLY SNOT. That's something no one would think of! That would be such a lovely place to go...if only you could. XD
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I've been there many times, actually. It's just a two-hour drive for me. I was there back in March for the Southeastern Studebaker Driver's Club show...took me almost four days to finally digest the last of my meal at Shem Creek, lol! It's a very real place, and if you go there, it won't take you long to figure out where Wilt's polite manner and lovely accent comes from. I bet he still misses the food now and then, which is not meant as a negative reflection on Frankie's culinary style, but there's nothing like South Carolina Low Country cookin'! Wilt probably still sometimes misses the old ladies sitting by the roadside hand-weaving sweet grass baskets to sell, or old men selling fresh shrimp and oysters out of the backs of beat-up pick-up trucks, and afternoons sitting under 400-year-old Live Oaks draped in Spanish Moss down at the Battery, a seaside park, or waking up on Sunday mornings to the chimes of St. Michael's(hey, now THAT's ironic, isn't it?)Church, and walking past buildings studded with huge "earthquake bolts" adorned with pineapples and Palmetto trees. He's probably glad he doesn't have to deal with the hurricanes, the summer heat and humidity, or the mosquitoes where he lives now, though. It's kinda sad, though, that someone of Wilt's background has been banned from the local beach.
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