Hometown: Long Beach, WA
Lives in: Levy, SC
Career: Author/Artist

I am the dubbed the “rambler” because… Over the last eight years I have slept in a hundred different beds. The year I decided to travel less, I wound up in all four corners of the country: South Florida, Maine almost to Canada, Washington’s Olympic Peninsula and the California/Arizona/Mexico line. In 2010, I forsook renting and started living out of my truck as a means to pursue writing and my spiritual path; in the early days, while brainstorming a title for the book I planned to write, I blurted out: “Ain’t a rambler’s life fine!” Had I known this would brand me for the next decade, I might have put more thought into it! Rambler’s Life has been an important phase of my career and personal development.

Danielle Breidung got bitten by the travel bug in seventh grade. Growing up on a dairy farm in Wisconsin, Danielle’s family didn’t take vacations. “Since cows don’t take vacations, my family didn’t either,” she explained. She heard about a “People to People” travel program to Australia, and she begged her parents to just go to the information meeting. The cost of the trip was high, and her parents wisely said she would have to earn the money herself to go. She did, babysitting and whatever jobs and fundraisers a seventh grader could come up with. Thankfully her grandparents came through at the very last with the small amount needed to push her over the top. That summer trip before eighth grade changed her life.

Charlotte Holmes Murray has an amazing studio. It’s outside the city limits of Yemassee, SC, up SC Highway 68, over the railroad tracks, past the tiny Baptist church, down a dirt drive, and then poof! You’ve stepped into a magical place.

Her husband David, who is a master builder, built it for her. It’s a garden, cloister, party place, library, gallery, classroom and working studio all wrapped up in one. There are major themes in her works, each grouped together: Tickled Pink in Paris, Orchids, Nests, Broken into Beautiful, Happy Palms and Lowcountry Oysters, just to name a few. Her paintings are big, covering huge amounts of space, and even mounted on rolling display carts. And they are colorful! Pink and orange, green and bright yellow are everywhere. There’s also a sweet blue heeler dog, a dripping fountain out front and a piano.

Hometown: Old Saybrook, Connecticut
Lives in: Hilton Head Island
Married for: 13 years
Children: 8-year-old son
Career: Retired Graphic Artist, Self-Proclaimed Professional Athlete, Mom…oh yeah, and a “Rockstar!”

I love being a part of: the band The Chiggers; it’s a way to be creative. Music is a form of art, and performing is something I really enjoy. I love my band mates Roger, Pete and Krash—they’re an extension of my family. We laugh and argue, all the while appreciating each other’s talents. It’s a great mix of personalities, and we each have a specific role within the group. It’s not Jennifer and the band…we are The Chiggers. I couldn’t be successful without those three stooges.

Melissa Florence, owner of Farm City Flowers in Beaufort, could be described as the perfect flower child. With her lively and charming personality, Melissa welcomed me into her lovely flower boutique for our time together. Her passion for botany was obvious simply by the atmosphere in her store. Soft natural light filled the space, highlighting her beautiful red hair.  Melissa, originally from Ormond Beach, Florida, moved to Beaufort 18 years ago.  “It’s crazy, I’ll usually stay in touch with my brides and grooms, and I see them growing families now, I just see how time flies when you’re having fun.”

Vivian Galloway grew up in poverty in rural Rowland, NC. Her parents were farmers; she, the fourth of ten head of children. As bleak as her childhood was, it is the very foundation that sprouted her strong spirit. “I was determined farm life was not for me,” she said.

After graduating high school, Vivian moved to New York City seeking opportunity for a better career and life. One of the lessons engraved from impoverishment: Strive to be self-sufficient. Taking a job as a receptionist, she attended college classes at night. She also met William Allen Galloway from St. Helena, SC. They married and began a life together that would prove to be fruitful. And yes, self-sufficient.

For Senny Rose Powell, sewing and designing clothing comes as natural as breathing. She is named after her two grandmothers, Senny and Rose, both of whom who were master seamstresses in their day.  Grandmother Senny was a tailor in a men’s clothing store. Grandmother Rose fashioned and sewed all of young Senny’s mother’s clothing. It is no surprise Senny began sewing at a very young age. Except for grandmothers’ guidance for sewing simple Christmas ornaments, Senny inherently taught herself. She would purchase fabric and patterns and learn by trial and error. Along with her sewing and design talents, Senny’s entrepreneurial talents surfaced at an early age, too. While in middle school Senny began designing wardrobes for the popular Barbie-like Revlon dolls. She would take trips to Marshall Field’s Department store to purchase velvets and taffetas, make evening gowns, and then sell them to the moms in the neighborhood for their children’s dolls.

“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” ~Dr. Seuss

Young, happy, fun, imaginative, passionate and charming. That’s how the Alford family describes their daughter and sister Ashley Young Melton. Ashley was suddenly taken away from her family and friends just one week after giving birth to her second baby, Adeline. Leaving behind her young husband Chris and her 2-year-old son Liam, Ashley was only 27 years old at the time, and by all accounts, healthy. Her family was shocked to learn she died from Peripartum Cardiomyopathy (PPCM). They were even more stunned to read the statistics and find out PPCM does not have to end in death. If Ashley and her family knew the signs of PPCM, she could be here today warning others.

Most would agree Regina Maguire Kirshbaum is a New Yorker. She is a native of  Ridgewood, Queens. And, she did have a long and storied career, in which she worked her way to the top of the fast-moving, high fashion industry in the City--her dream. She met her husband there, too. So in the strictest of terms, Regina is definitely a New Yorker. However, somewhere along this hard-core, driven, fashionista’s  path, she became an island girl. It turns out, Regina has a spirit for the exotic and a soul for the Lowcountry. Fact is, a flock of white birds gracefully flying over the morning marsh fills her soul more than garment racks whizzing down long corridors.

Hometowns: Miami, FL and Fairfax, SC
Lives in: Hilton Head Island, SC
Broker in Charge and Owner of Signature Real Estate Group, HHI

How does it feel to take the leap and open your own business?
I’m excited about opening my own real estate company, and with the vision I have to do great things in real estate, sometimes it’s hard to sleep at night! I have owned businesses from age 19 to 32. My first career was a salon owner, so this is not my first rodeo! I turned one salon into three. After the sale of the last business, I didn’t think I would do it again, but apparently God had another plan. So after some concerns and hang-ups, I’m actually excited!

It is in becoming oneself, the one that God planned us to be, that calms our souls and warms our hearts, making us “real” for all to see.

Shannon Williams Kaprive says these lines are the essence of her first book, Something So Real. It’s an inspirational book, written in free verse, and accompanied by beautiful watercolors of Lowcountry scenes by noted international artist Alexandra H. Sharma. The poetry format, along with the beautiful artwork, will make this book one to be left out, where people will pick it up, read it through, and be inspired and comforted. Shannon encourages readers to read the prayers, scriptures and quotes over and over in order to let them “sink into your soul.”

It was March 2017 when 61-year-old Cindy Foster received the phone call. A friend of a friend was putting a girlfriends’ trip together. As soon as Cindy was asked to be included, she said yes without hesitation. After all, she had 11-months to process, prepare and pine.

The destination: Africa, but not just regular stay-in-a-hotel-and-go-on-safari Africa. And, not a mission trip either. This was a trip for a group of women, who are normally more the Ritz crowd, to climb to the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro, the absolute highest point in Africa at 19,341 feet above sea level and the world’s highest, free-standing mountain.

Beautiful is a strong woman. There is much in our news today about movements and standing up for women’s rights; impressive stories of physical abilities, as seen in last month’s Winter Olympics. We may define the word strength differently, but few can dispute the voluntary actions of two women who decided to place the value of their health over fear. One could even say they went in search of what many hope to avoid, warriors faced it, attacked it and became victorious. Sounds like a warriors to me.

Dr. Emily Bollin and her mother, Barbour Childress, embody strength; their actions prove it. Both Lowcountry residents, Emily, or “Bambi” (a childhood nickname she prefers to be called) is a local optometrist at Sungate Medical Group in her twelfth year of practice. Barbour, a horse trainer for 27 years, is now retired. She owned and ran Evergreen Farms in Charleston, WV for 23 of those years; a place where Bambi grew up and developed a genuine love and talent for riding.

Odessa: Registered Nurse
Kurt: Powersports
Sales Manager
Married for 9 Years
Parents to Olivia, age 5
Knowles Island, SC

Give us your version of how you met:  
Kurt: We went to the same high school and were high school sweethearts.
Odessa: We knew of each other in high school, and after talking at a friend’s party, Kurt called me a week or so later. We started dating the summer I turned 16 and he was 15, about to turn 16.

What’s the last goal you set together and achieved?
Kurt: Our recent home remodel.
Odessa: Planning and actually remodeling our home. We knew we wanted to remodel when we bought the house to make it larger and finally got someone to start this past fall. We had no idea how exactly what we were getting ourselves into, but are so glad now that we stuck with it!

Hi!  My name is Sasha and I am a 3-year-old purebred Golden Retriever.  I am no ordinary dog.  I was hand-selected from a litter for my extremely gentle nature. At the age of 6-weeks I began my 2,000 hours of specialized training at Lutheran Church Charities in Northbrook, Illinois. I learned specific skills to bring comfort, joy and hope to people in all kinds of stressful situations. In March 2016, at the tender age of 18-months, I finished my training and earned the title of LCC K-9 Comfort Dog. Phil and Brenda Burden, my primary handlers, drove to get me and took me to live with them on Hilton Head Island.

They had also undergone specialized training themselves. They take excellent care of me. They are the Top Dogs. I follow a strict diet, walk four miles every day and brush my teeth twice a day. I get daily baths and regular checkups and grooming. Phil and Brenda handle all of my bookings and maintain the schedule for my substitute handlers.  I work five or six days every week. I go to church with them on Sunday. The sign on my vest says PLEASE PET ME! I love my pawsome work!

Want to hear a sweet love story for Valentine’s Day? This one starts in summer 2017, and involves a girl working at a vape store, a young Marine, Instagram, the Port Royal Sands, and ends happily ever after in the UPS Store.

Rebekah Gibson is a local Beaufort girl hanging out on her day off at the vape store when a “tall, blonde, and handsome” (her words) young man comes in to pick up a few items. Matt Nicewonger, from Dundalk, Maryland, a corporal who works on F-18s at the USMC Air Station, said it was completely “love at first sight” (his words) when he first saw her.

Rebekah is strikingly pretty, with red curly hair, creamy skin, sparkling blue eyes, and a few tattoos here and there. He told himself to be cool, not act stupid, but as he put it, he “had no words.” Glancing at her arms and hands, he shyly complimented her on the tattoos, being a fan of the art form, and having a few himself.

Charlie Tyler, Chaplain and Bereavement Coordinator for St. Luke Missionary Hospice, called the Pink office about a month ago to tell us about a very special lady who was approaching 102 years old and had quite a story to tell about growing up in a lighthouse in upstate New York.

Having a love and respect for the stories of our elders and the wisdom they possess, I knew I wanted to meet Ms. Olive “Ollie” Hoag, and it was indeed an honor just to sit by her side and listen as she shared her memories. Several days after our visit, she passed away.

The year 1977 brought many unexpected changes into the life of Shar Weinrauch, a twenty-something, happily married, up and coming realtor living in Warren, Michigan. When a client offered her condo for a vacation on Hilton Head Island, Shar (pronounced share), and her husband David, jumped at the chance. A few months later, she found herself reluctantly packing up everything and moving to the Island to support David’s dream of living at the ocean and sailing his Hobie Cat. Upon arrival she applied for a job as a real estate agent. She was shocked to learn there were no realtor jobs for women. She was advised to apply for a secretarial position. With limited options at the time, she went to work for a local builder, where she created many connections, which opened doors to future opportunities.

In 1979 there were three television stations on the island and no TV guide. Shar bought a TV news guide franchise and published a weekly magazine entitled “TV News of Hilton Head.” Along with the daily television shows lineups, she interviewed intriguing locals and published their stories. She was astute in identifying what the Island needed that did not yet exist. She launched Paradise Promotions, created the first Hilton Head logo, designed and printed giftware and souvenir items, and set up a show room and marketed to local gift shops.

“We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.”  –Winston S Churchill

Need an energy infusion? No problem as long as you have on your fastest running shoes. Somewhere between Hilton Head Island and Columbia, SC, Paula Harper Bethea may come into view. When she spots us, she will graciously slow to a trot, and by osmosis we’ll feel a surge of electricity. A South Carolina native, Paula graduated with honors from University of South Carolina, moved to Hilton Head, and has been on an upward spiral ever since.

What inspired you to start flying?  
My father was a pilot in the Air Force and for Eastern Airlines. Growing up, our “road trips” were in airplanes not station wagons and I was smitten with the whole experience. After graduating from the University of Georgia, I was working in Charleston, SC and my father, who lives here in Hilton Head, had a small airplane. I thought it would be a lot of fun to learn how to fly so we could fly together. I never realized I could actually be an airline pilot, too, until I took my first lesson. Once I made my first landing I never looked back.

What are your Top 5 travel destinations?
(1) Paris, France—Its my favorite city to wander, always finding a new street to explore or restaurant to enjoy. (2) London, England—I have dear friends from college in London, and it’s always a treat to spend quality time with great people on a layover. (3) Buenos Aires, Argentina—Ohhh, the empanadas! And, shopping in San Telmo on a Sunday. (4) New York City, New York—Even though it’s my home base for work, I still love the energy that just pulses through New York City. (5) Anywhere I haven’t been before, because life is about adventures.

“We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.”  –Winston S Churchill

Need an energy infusion? No problem as long as you have on your fastest running shoes. Somewhere between Hilton Head Island and Columbia, SC, Paula Harper Bethea may come into view. When she spots us, she will graciously slow to a trot, and by osmosis we’ll feel a surge of electricity. A South Carolina native, Paula graduated with honors from University of South Carolina, moved to Hilton Head, and has been on an upward spiral ever since.

Everyone knows Tina Tyus-Shaw. She’s been the main news anchor on WSAV in Savannah for more than 20 years. As expected with that kind of longevity, she’s seen quite a few co-anchors come and go in the hot seat beside her, but she’s managed to keep her seat warm, which matches her heart perfectly.

Raised in Griffin, Georgia, Tina is the oldest of 12 children, a position she doesn’t take lightly. “It taught me to be a leader and be strong and how to love more. I adore them all,” she said, giving her parents credit for the close family bond that glues this large, blended family together. “My parents are genuinely good people.”

Beauty is usually referred to in the visual sense—an external description of someone or something. But, beauty can also be created, and take shape in the most surprising of ways. What some may have seen as too large of a problem to tackle, one individual came forward and boldly began to build beauty from ashes.

Nine years ago, Rev. Dr. Nannette Pierson moved to the Lowcountry, and saw first-hand the sadness that hunger brings. What began with feeding five families in a small community room at Sandalwood Terrace Apartments is now a dynamic initiative that feeds more than 800 families. Sandalwood Community Food Pantry was built out of compassion, dignity and straightforward love. “Fill the belly. No one is turned away. They are all family,” says Nannette. The Pantry is her gift to them, wrapped in grace and presented without judgment.

“We rise by lifting others.” —Robert Ingersoll

We never know how deep is the river of the heart. Important is the fact it is filled with compassion, which rises up and engulfs those fortunate enough to be near.
When Ed and Susan Forbes finished renovating their magnificent, waterfront home, they knew it was meant to be shared. “Not particularly party people, we looked for a volunteer organization to help,” said Susan. “We were introduced to Kathy Cramer, Director of SOAR for Beaufort County. After our meeting, Ed, a strong supporter of St Jude’s, and I discussed it and felt we found our niche. We held our first party for the special needs group last December,” Susan said. “A DJ enlivened the party, and SOAR members from teenagers to age 65 danced, sang and enjoyed a fun evening.”

Debi Malool sleeps on cots sometimes, or even on the ground under a mosquito net. She’s been spat on by camels, stopped by armed guards in the middle of the jungle, avoided bandits in Tanzania, dodged bullets in the desert, danced with scorpions, endured 129 degree heat, and washed her hair for two weeks with baby powder, all for the sake of serving others. If “purpose is the place where your deep gladness meets the world’s needs,1” then Debi Malool’s place is wherever the poor, the suffering, the sick and needy are, whether that is on Hilton Head Island or the sub-Saharan African desert.

Why did you join the US Marines?  
There are quite a few reasons why I joined the United States Marine Corps. My mother passed away when I was 17 years old. 13 months later, my grandfather passed away. When my mom died my family was thrown into a whirlwind of chaos. I have a twin brother named Dustin. He and I found ourselves with nowhere to live. Friends and their families helped us along for a while. I had dropped out of school to take care of my mom while she fought the good fight against cancer. After she died, I went back to the principal to find out what I had to do to graduate. We were not on very good terms because I was unruly and unpredictable. I’m not sure what else you should expect from a teenager who has just lost everything she knows. I know now that the principal and the teachers cared deeply for me, but back then I was filled with despair and anger, so I was blind and did not understand what was happening and why.

Sometimes it takes as little as a vase of fresh flowers, or a coat of paint, to perk up a tired space. LouAnne Young Barrett has more than a few tricks up her sleeve to create renewed life into any work or living environment. LouAnne went to college to become a social worker. It didn’t take long to realize that art was really her first love, so she became an interior designer instead.

Just as suddenly as her career change happened, this article took a turn of events, as well. With our theme as “Let’s Decorate” this month, we wanted to feature LouAnne for the beautiful stage sets she develops and creates, with students’ assistance, for the booming theater program at Hilton Head Christian Academy and other community playhouses. Her sets are stunning. Little did we know of LouAnne’s life before the second phase of her career.

Your work is awe-inspiring! When did you first start painting? I really can’t remember a time when I didn’t paint. I remember Christmas when I was about 5 years old, my parents gave me a set of oils and a few canvas boards. I have been painting at least since then. I even remember my first painting – ladies in hats of all colors! Wish I still had it!

What is the smallest space you’ve tackled? And the largest? I am assuming you are referring to murals. The smallest was a mural in a hidden cupboard under a staircase – a perfect hideaway for the clients’ grandchildren. Fun but not comfortable to paint! The largest indoor have been complete houses with designs in almost every room--murals and finishes combined. Another was a play house/guesthouse with a continuous mural on all walls and ceilings. The largest exterior mural was a two-car garage painted to blend in with the trees surrounding it.

There is beauty in the ocean’s movement, where the ebb follows the flow, and the back and fourth is an understanding—an experience, which is lovely to witness. Such was my time with Leslie Richardson and her daughter, Forest. Like an outsider, welcomed in on a beautiful secret, I felt privileged to be part of this comfortable conversation. Leslie video conferenced Forest, a senior at Wake Forest University, to begin our time together. This family’s Hilton Head Island roots date back to both William Hilton and Charles Fraser, when in 1955, Leslie’s in-law’s purchased land that eventually became Coligny Plaza. More development followed, which helped grow and shape the island into what we enjoy today. That proud history lends itself well to this family’s love of tradition, where it’s woven into the very fabric of how they live. “When you follow your own traditions,” says Leslie, “you lay the roots down for your family. It becomes their very foundation.”

I visited these two lovely Southern ladies who happen to be mother and daughter. We met at Jenny Green’s beautiful waterfront condo on a Sunday afternoon. She is “91 and a half,” she admits, but you’d never know it. In just a few minutes, her daughter, Loretta “Bitty” Brant, let herself in and joined our conversation. Bitty looks so much like her high school graduation picture, which her mom has proudly displayed on a side table. She is a gorgeous blonde, with pretty eyes and a quick smile.

For 58 years Bitty’s Flower Shop was the only place people in Beaufort went for their wedding and funeral arrangements, and of course, everything in between. The two ladies created countless prom corsages, or “wearable flowers,” wrist corsages for proms and Marine Corps Balls. They provided the traditional red carnation corsages on Mother’s Day if your mother was still living, and the white ones if she had passed away. Churches would order trays of them.