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When I came to South Carolina in the summer of 94, I was amazed by how big and green the trees were. The kudzu, azaleas, and dogwoods took my breath away. Instantly, I knew I was a goner, that I was here to stay.
I moved into an old plantation home in a small town called, "York". Across the street was Rosewood Cemetery. I fell in love and have been a taphophile ever since. That's a very unattractive word and I don't like to be called that. I prefer being called a "Tombstone Tourist."
When I came to South Carolina in the summer of 94, I was amazed by how big and green the trees were. The kudzu, azaleas, and dogwoods took my breath away. Instantly, I knew I was a goner, that I was here to stay.
I moved into an old plantation home in a small town called, "York". Across the street was Rosewood Cemetery. I fell in love and have been a taphophile ever since. That's a very unattractive word and I don't like to be called that. I prefer being called a "Tombstone Tourist."
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