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 Georgia Coasting

"Anne, my wife of 22 years, was not sure she would be able to sleep in the tiny cabin on our Drascombe Coaster. She said so many times, so I bribed her with a trip to the Lodge at Little Saint Simons Island. We arrived at Darien, Georgia on Friday 10/18/02 at sunset, ate too salty shrimp at Archies and launched by street light and moonlight between shrimp boats at the public ramp. I moved the car and bought ice while Anne stayed with the boat. Darien had a sleepy, rich character that night. The convenience store crowd was a window into the neighborhood. The tabby ruins on the waterfront looked ancient in the half-light. A man with an incredible Gullah accent asked Anne, “was she all right”, said, “holler if she needed anything”; demonstrated how to holler, and then went to sleep in a shrimp boat. Cats prowled around the boat ramp."
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 (Submitted by Noel Sun Sep 12, 2004 )

  


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