My bike swiftly moves past the lighthouse and on down the road toward the Sound side of Ocracoke Island. I turn right at the faded and frayed sign announcing Pamlico Gifts, the home of Roy and Elizabeth Parsons. Flowers are abundant although they are a bit droopy in this heat of summer as I park my bike near the back fender of their old station wagon. They don’t actually go anywhere in the car, but it is a great storage shed!
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| I bought this picture from Elizabeth a few years ago. |
Dear Readers,
On Sunday I usually post my current column, but this week is different. I just heard of the death of Elizabeth Parsons on Ocracoke and decided to republish this article I wrote about Roy and Elizabeth. Just click on the above link...My visit with an island legend.
One of the saddest things about her death for me is that I have the loveliest letter from her on my desk. She was next in line for a letter from me and she never got that. Her last lines to me were..."Write me. Would love to hear from you. Take care. God bless. Love, Elizabeth."
Lou Ann
