Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Sand, Shells, and Sweet Tea

Sand, Shells, and Sweet Tea.

My roots are in the sand of the Sea Islands.  My heart smiles at the sight of Spanish-moss-laden live oaks.  When I return to my hometown, I greedily inhale the scent of the pluff mud from the marsh flats, hoping to imprint the salty perfume in my olfactory system.  I have jars of sand and seashells around my house, reminding me of my home.  I cling to these reminders because I'm not in the Sea Islands anymore.

I'm an American historian who specializes in the Founding, the Constitution, and the law.  Right now, I am focusing on the law as it is applied currently.  

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