When I turn off of Highway 17 and on to the south causeway to Pawleys Island, time and the speed limit slow down. Looking over the creek, I get my first glimpse of the old houses set in the dunes. I feel a lightness, an absence of tension, and a warm anticipation and remembrance of friends and family.
Pawleys Island, South Carolina – Cassina Inn Dining Room – circa 1962
My aunt Betsy (2nd row from top, 3rd from left) used to vacation in Myrtle Beach when she was a child, but after World War II, when Myrtle Beach, to their thinking, got overcommercialized, they tried Pawleys as an alternative. My aunt then went annually. My aunt Betsy and My uncle David (2nd row, 4th from left) went in 1960, and then my grandparents visited and I went for the first time with my sister to visit them. My parents brought the family in the early 60’s and stayed at the Cassina Inn, which no longer exists. Then in 1965 my uncle David’s family and my family shared a house near the south causeway and we then went annually. In 2012, I stayed with my brother Charles. One night while sipping wine beach side, we came up with the idea for this site.
Thanks and a tip of the sun bonnet to Betsy Tice White, for providing the history.