Tag Archives: Pat Conroy

This Week’s Southernism, Thursday, December 30, 2021

Posted on December 30, 2021 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

Except for memory, time would have no meaning at all. —Pat Conroy    HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM PORCHSCENE! Art: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, May 17, 2021

Posted on May 17, 2021 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

  “The boat ride to Yamacraw became a celebration of sorts. It was a time when I became aware of tides ebbing and flooding in accordance with the transcendental clockwork of the universe; a time of the pale, wafer-thin moon … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Sourthernism, Tuesday, April 20, 2021

Posted on April 20, 2021 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Comely was the town by the curving river that they dismantled in a year’s time. Beautiful was Colleton in her last spring as she flung azaleas like a girl throwing rice at a desperate wedding. In dazzling profusion, Colleton ripened … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Posted on September 29, 2020 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Teach them the quiet verbs of kindness, to live beyond themselves.” — Pat Conroy  Photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, July 15, 2019

Posted on July 15, 2019 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“I learned that politicians are not supposed to help people. They simply listen to people, nod their heads painfully, commiserate at proper intervals, promise to do all they can, and then do nothing. It was very instructive. I could probably … Continue reading →

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, September 24, 2018

Posted on September 24, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

Carolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.   — Pat Conroy, Beach Music   Image: Wikimedia

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, April 30, 2018

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

My wound is geography. It is also my anchorage, my port of call. — Pat Conroy, The Prince of Tides     Photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 21, 2017

Posted on August 21, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

  “Walking the streets of Charleston in the late afternoons of August was like walking through gauze or inhaling damaged silk.”  ― Pat Conroy         Image: http://www.perfecthomecharleston.com/

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This Week’s Southernism, Monday, August 14, 2017

Posted on August 14, 2017 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Mark my words. You’ll be back soon. The South’s got a lot  wrong with it. But, it’s permanent press and it doesn’t wear out.”    —Pat Conroy, Beach Music       Photo: Deborah Fagan Carpenter

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FAREWELL PRINCE OF TIDES

Posted on April 25, 2016 by Deborah Fagan Carpenter

“Charleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship. I have heard it said that an inoculation to the sights and smells of the Carolina lowcountry is an almost irreversible antidote to the charms of other landscapes, other alien geographies. … Continue reading →

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