I got a chance to take a non-working (translation: no junking allowed) trip to the low country, and this was the first stop.... the ruins (oh yeah-love that dereliction) of the old Sheldon Church on the road to Beaufort.
p.s. It's unbearable to think of places like these in the gulf waters that will be decimated by the oil spill. In this day of technology, it should never have happened, and those men shouldn't have died. I know I couldn't buy BP gas again.


