Scott Graber
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Without a hurt a heart is hollow
By Scott Graber It is Saturday and I’m in Port Royal. This morning I have my coffee and a view of the early morning…
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You can’t always get what you want
By Scott Graber It is Sunday, early, and it is raining. My son and his wife are sleeping upstairs — having driven in yesterday…
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I won’t reveal how this turned out
By Scott Graber For The Island News It is Saturday and its still dark. This morning I’m lying on my couch listening to NPR…
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Americans got their carnival
By Scott Graber It’s Saturday, and I’m in my dining room contemplating a world without Alex Murdaugh — actually a world without the gavel-to-gavel…
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Sometime, the hating has to stop
By Scott Graber It is Saturday, early, and a quick turn on our deck reveals the sweet, tangy aroma of slow-cooking pork. This weekend…
