It’s taken a little longer than expected to get the third book in the Cemetery Kids series written and published—primarily because I’ve had to do it during my 18-month-old grandson Cohen’s naptime, but it’s finally out!

It’s available on Amazon as a paperback as well as a Kindle book, and in several local stores in the Sunset Beach and Ocean Isle Beach areas, including Pelican Bookstore, Islands Art & Bookstore, Sunset Beach Trading Company, Wendy’s of Calabash, and Calabash Photography.

The book blurb is below and you can read the first chapter here. Hope you enjoy it!

Who takes their kids on a honeymoon? All of them . . . a nine-year-old, a newborn baby, and eight cemetery ghost kids. When the honeymoon is to Disney World, it makes sense to take the whole family. So Piper and Drew load up a rented motorhome and head south.

It’s a wild adventure with never a dull moment for the newlyweds. Did I mention that Glory, the ghosts’ mother, already their O.C.D. housekeeper, stows away and becomes a chronic shoplifter? Or that Piper’s Christmas present from the cemetery kids, a baby Magpie that grows full-sized almost overnight, tags along and has a penchant for stealing shiny things?

When Drew takes Piper out for a romantic dinner at an elegant restaurant in Epcot, he is more than just a little embarrassed when he discovers his father’s corporate credit card has been compromised. He is livid and determined to get the culprit. What follows is a Disney adventure with more twists and turns than the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train ride.

Come along for the fun, come along for the thrill, and come along for the escapades of the cemetery kids as they haunt the Haunted House.

Who takes their kids on a honeymoon? All of them . . . a nine-year-old, a newborn baby, and eight cemetery ghost kids. When the honeymoon is to Disney World, it makes sense to take the whole family. So Piper and Drew load up a rented motorhome and head south.

It’s a wild adventure with never a dull moment for the newlyweds. Did I mention that Glory, the ghosts’ mother, already their O.C.D. housekeeper, stows away and becomes a chronic shoplifter? Or that Piper’s Christmas present from the cemetery kids, a baby Magpie that grows full-sized almost overnight, tags along and has a penchant for stealing shiny things?

When Drew takes Piper out for a romantic dinner at an elegant restaurant in Epcot, he is more than just a little embarrassed when he discovers his father’s corporate credit card has been compromised. He is livid and determined to get the culprit. What follows is a Disney adventure with more twists and turns than the Seven Dwarfs Mine Train ride.

Come along for the fun, come along for the thrill, and come along for the escapades of the cemetery kids as they haunt the Haunted House.

So many people ask what happens to the Kindred Spirit notebooks after they’re collected? Myself and other volunteers gather them up and take them home every week or so during the busy season, we try our best to de-sand them, and let them air out to dry. We gather and collect them for several months, storing them some place climate controlled to keep them intact.

After each summer season, I make the trek up to Wilmington to deliver the Kindred Spirit notebooks collected during the year to UNCW’s Special Collections Department. They catalog each and every notebook and note left in the mailbox, make sure photocopied, and then preserved. I know this must be a daunting task for them, below is a photo of the box of stray notes–ones I imagine people wrote ahead of time and brought there to leave behind. This year, I also brought both mailboxes (one brought down after Tropical Storm Ana and the other after Hurricane Joaquin).

Jerry Parnell, the Coordinator of Special Collections, is always helpful when I come for these visits. He and I keep in touch throughout the year and he always asks about Frank. He has a great interest in the mailbox and in preserving this type of folk-history for years to come. I love knowing these journals, the thoughts and prayers of so many, will be a part of North Carolina’s history forever.

Here are some photos from this year’s delivery:

Customers often come into the bookstore where I work asking for a history book on Ocean Isle Beach—so many over the last few years that it seemed a shame that there was no longer one in print. Judging by all the history books major publishers are churning out, and their popularity with the masses, readers throughout the country are experiencing a thirst for knowledge about times past. It seemed like a good time to provide a much-needed local history book. Miller Pope, my partner in non-fiction historicals, and I started to plan what kind of book we wanted this to be.

I wanted to tell the story of the everyday working people, not necessarily the lives of the chief developers and movers and shakers, but those of the subsistence farmers and fishermen, the ferry tenders, the storekeepers, the people who ran the motels and restaurants. And I wanted it to encompass the early years, prior to development. To do that, I needed to search out people who lived during those times. Soon, we were contacting people, begging for pictures, and making appointments with those who knew the history.

Bill Benton was the first one to agree to an interview. So I put fresh batteries in my recorder and with notebook in hand (a déjà-vu feeling from the Sunset Beach History book), I went to learn what things were like on O.I.B. when things were just getting started on the island. Over the course of a year, I interviewed everybody we could pin down. When it seemed I didn’t have enough material, I went to talks at the Coastal Museum of North Carolina where twice, we had informal gatherings that included many of the old-timers. I loved the fascinating stories they told and met several people later on for a one-on-one.

I have to say that the hard part of writing a history book like this, one where I can’t really contribute anything myself, but have to rely on others, is finding the path to the people. Not being local myself, and not having lived on Ocean Isle, meant seeking out who to talk to and then convincing them they could trust me with their stories.

Once the interviews were done, it took weeks to transcribe the tapes and compile my notes. Then even longer to glean out the best parts and polish them so the stories flowed. Each story had to be re-read and re-written until I was happy with it, then passed around to proofers who would note mistakes, question parts they didn’t understand, and spot inaccuracies. After I made the necessary corrections I re-read everything again before sending it out to another proofer. By the time I did the final read before printing, I had actually memorized good chunks of the book.

We relied on my daughter and Miller’s son for securing old pictures and Miller was doing his best to make them publishable. In the last weeks before the book went to print, Miller and I worked together tirelessly in front of his computer tweaking things to structure the book the best way possible.

It was exciting when it was all done and ready to be uploaded to the printer, and a huge year-and-a-half long weight lifted off my shoulders. Within a week, it was here and it was no longer just a compilation of endless interview and research—it was a book!

We are proud to offer Ocean Isle Beach: A History and A Remembrance for all those who have been looking for a history book to showcase the stories and the memories of what it was like to live and to grow alongside paradise.

Ocean Isle Beach: A History and A Remembrance is available for purchase on Amazon.com, IslandsArtStore.com, and in-store at Pelican Bookstore in Sunset Beach.

About Ocean Isle Beach: A History and A Remembrance:

This book is about an eight-mile barrier island on the Atlantic coast. It faces due south, on the same latitude as Los Angeles, California. The island enjoys a mild climate and its oceanfront consists entirely of sandy beach. It wasn’t an island until 1934 when it was severed from the mainland by the construction of a section of the Intracoastal Waterway.

What is now Ocean Isle, slept in solitude for hundreds of years, disturbed only by a visit in 1791 of George Washington on his Southern Tour and by the U.S. Coast Guard’s mounted sailors who patrolled the island’s beach in WWll. In the 1920s, the long repose ended with an awakening by prohibition and the jazz age. Young flappers expended energy dancing the Charleston and imbibing bootlegged gin in Ocean Isle’s first commercial structure, a honky-tonk on the island’s welcoming beach.

The interview Frank Nesmith and I did with Heather Burgiss on UNC-TV premiered last night. They did a wonderful job. The footage of the mailbox and Bird Island was spectacular, and they selected some great entries from the journals to read. They showed the whole spectrum of emotions that people put in to the Kindred Spirit journals, everything from happy, silly entries to heart-wrenching stories of love and loss.

With each interview and newspaper article done about the mailbox, I hope its significance translates to the next generation so that this landmark will be around for years to come.

Here is the full program, you can skip ahead to minute 9:30 for the segment:

http://video.unctv.org/viralplayer/2365537060

Or watch the segment below:

Yesterday was such a whirlwind of events, it was hard to share what was going on. So here’s the story and a few photos!

Tom Thomas, who anonymously donated, built, and installed a Kindred Spirit bench in 2011, offered to build another after this year’s Tropical Storm Ana took away the other, older bench.

This time we got the town involved to deliver it. Last time Tom and his family covertly “planted” the beach in the hour before dawn. The town drove the bench out and even installed it for us. I was surprised how fast they were able to set it up, measure, and sink the legs. Tom and his whole family came to Sunset Beach for the event (and for a yearly vacation and family reunion). Afterward, we held a small celebration in the new Sunset Beach Park to thank Tom and the town for their hard work in getting The Kindred Spirit a new bench! This one has a back on it, so people can rest after the ride or walk down to the Mailbox.

I know the Kindred Spirit will be thrilled when more people come and enjoy the beautiful view and relaxing solitude that this special spot epitomizes.

Digging Holes

Still Digging!

Installing the Bench

It Takes a Village

Susan Parker testing it out

The New Bench!

Tom’s Son and Grandson

Tom Thomas Being Interviewed by Laura Lewis

Laura Lewis and Me

One Happy K.S. Helper

Celebration in the Park

The new Kindred Spirit bench has arrived! Tom Thomas and his family drove all the way from Atlanta, Georgia to bring the new bench he made to replace the one we lost to Tropical Storm Ana.

Sometime tomorrow afternoon, Monday July 27th, the Town of Sunset Beach is going to take it down to Bird Island for us.

This morning Sandy and I went down to the mailbox to check the journals and to stake out the site for the new bench.

We found an odd thing at the top of the dune in front of the flag. A big gray garbage can. Empty, thank God. But how the heck did it get there? Surely no one dragged it all the way down the beach thinking we needed a trash can at the Kindred Spirit? My best guess is someone found it in the dunes, another casualty of Tropical Storm Ana. Anyway, I hope the Town takes it back with them when they bring the new bench down. Anyone lose a trash can?

There will be a celebration at the new park tomorrow, in the late afternoon. It’s to show our appreciation to Tom Thomas for all the work he’s done–making not one, but two Kindred Spirit benches!
 

Staked out for the New Bench

The Stakes mark the spot

Old Bench and soon-to-be new bench

Anyone missing a trash can?