Even with all the festival activities, don’t forget to vote in tuesday’s special election

Three candidates are running for Beaufort City Council to fill the seat left open by former council member, Gary Fordham, who passed away in April. Larry Holman is president/CEO of the Beaufort Black Chamber of Commerce. George O’Kelley is an attorney and former municipal judge. Ron Petit is a retired Air Force Lt. Colonel. The term will end in 2012.  The special election is Tuesday, July 19. Don’t forget to get out and vote!

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Let the festivities begin

56 years of tradition

300 years of history

Beaufort’s Water Festival


 

The Opening Ceremony of the Beaufort Water Festival, sponsored by the South Carolina Education Lottery, is Friday, July 15. Gates open at 6 p.m., and the ceremony begins at 7 p.m. Visitors will enjoy music from the Parris Island Marine Band and a spectacular fireworks show to kick off the 56th Annual Water festival. Admission is free. Shuttle service is available from the Beaufort County Government Center, which will depart every 15 minutes.

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Raft Race … Always Entertaining!

Photo by Sue Jarrett

The Raft Race is always an exciting event, held on the first Saturday of the Beaufort Water Festival. Teams of eleven race rafts in the Beaufort River, competing for the coveted, yearlong title of Raft Race Winner. This year, the Raft Race, sponsored by the Boundary Street Collision Center, will take place on Saturday, July16 at 9 a.m. at the Waterfront Park. It’s sure to be a fun event to watch and a terrific photo opportunity! 

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Children’s Day, a fun event for the entire family

Photo by Sue Jarrett

Kids all over Beaufort County enjoy the first Sunday of Water Festival the most, because, well, it’s Children’s Day! Families enjoy a host of activities, ranging from jump castles, face painting and line dancing to magic shows, carnival games and local entertainment. 

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Be simple. Be happy. Be real. Be Beaufort!

 

By Cherimie Crane

Scribbled on notepads, tucked in tablets, drafted in unsent emails are stories some of great significance, some of little importance, and many incomplete thoughts. Descriptive paragraphs about the way the moonlight dances across the Beaufort River like thousands of tiny ballerinas create chapter after chapter written by the solitude of streetlight. Sentimental sentences explain how the wrinkles in my Pappaw’s face weave and fade as he speaks of the good ole’ days. Timeless truths intertwined in experience tell about the scent of vanilla that remains long after momma wipes away a tear.

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