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– The siren song of the unknown called.
“On the seventh of March 1833 I left my native town with a heart rejoicing.”
Growing up in the South means hearing and sharing stories. Ginny Foard learned a lot that way and keeps on trying to find out more about it all. The air is thick with good stories. She lives in a little post office box on Sullivans Island, South Carolina.
By Randell Jones4.8
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– The siren song of the unknown called.
“On the seventh of March 1833 I left my native town with a heart rejoicing.”
Growing up in the South means hearing and sharing stories. Ginny Foard learned a lot that way and keeps on trying to find out more about it all. The air is thick with good stories. She lives in a little post office box on Sullivans Island, South Carolina.

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