So -- it was our last morning in Savannah. WHAT AN IMPRESSIVE city. Everything I thought it would be -- and more than I imagined.
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There were beautiful homes and buildings on every block... |
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I couldn't stop taking pictures -- just random shots out of the car window... |
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You can learn so much about a city if you pay attention to their monuments. I love to read the inscriptions... |
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I unintentionally got a picture of myself in the mirror -- taking a picture... |
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This prominent statue -- of a waving girl -- caught our eye... |
So, of course -- I looked it up on Wikipedia:
Florence Martus (1868–1943; her father was an ordnance sergeant at Fort Pulaski on Cockspur Island, where she was born[1]), aka "the Waving Girl", took it upon herself to be the unofficial greeter of all ships that entered and left the Port of Savannah, Georgia, between 1887 and 1931. A few years after she began waving at passing sailors, she moved in with her brother, a light keeper, at his small white cottage about 5 miles up the river from Fort Pulaski. From her rustic home on Elba Island, a tiny piece of land in the Savannah River near the Atlantic Ocean, Martus would wave a handkerchief by day and a lantern by night. According to legend, not a ship was missed in her forty-four years on watch. A statue of Martus by the sculptor Felix de Weldon has been erected in Morrell Park on the historic riverfront of Savannah.
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Goodbye, Florence -- IT WAS A GREAT VISIT... |
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But now it's time to HIT THE ROAD again....Florida or Bust... |
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