Sore knees, prissy britches and sweet celebrations

Published 12:00 am Wednesday, June 14, 2006

It’s a quiet Saturday night as I write this column. Tonight, I should have been down south with all the Hank fans. However, my right knee, the one the orthopedic surgeon said would always give me trouble, lived up to his prediction all too well.

I’ll have to touch base with my Georgiana friends and bring you highlights (and hopefully, some nice photos) from the big doins.’

I know for certain there are a lot of hard-working folks down that way glad to have the event over…soon enough, they will be working on Hank Fest 2007.

In a future Lifestyles section, I’ll be sharing how the Three Arts Club of Georgiana and Chapman are very instrumental in this process, and how the funds raised by the festival benefit the community. Keep your eyes peeled!

I did take my stiff, achy self to the Main Street Summer Supper on Thursday night, where a very nice crowd had assembled beneath the tall, shady trees behind The Hamilton House.

The lovely white two-story with the black shutters is one of several on College Street I have admired since my childhood days.

As Annabel Markle, one of my tablemates, said, &uot;It was a lovely evening.&uot;

I saw a good cross-section of the community there – civic leaders, community volunteers, business owners, the young and young-at-heart – all gathered for the evening of fun and fellowship Main Street Executive Director Nancy Idland had promised.

Peytie Hamilton Carmichael’s home made a fine setting; if the homeowner’s plans work out in that direction, I’m sure there will be many folks interested in renting out the grounds for wedding receptions and other outdoor events.

My former co-worker, Cheryl Gates, brought several of the adorable outfits and accessories found at her new shop, Prissy Britches, which is located inside The Hair Shoppe downtown.

Pint-sized models showed off cute summer clothing from both Prissy Britches and The Pineapple at a fashion show that night. If you haven’t stopped in to Cheryl’s shop, do so soon. I would have LOVED it if my own grandniece Abbi could have been there to bat her big blue eyes and model her gorgeous new white pillowcase dress with lavish appliqu\u00E9 work and new flower bib, direct from Prissy Britches.

(OK, I’m a little prejudiced, but Abbi is a doll. Stop by the office and I’ll show you the photos to prove it.)

And, of course, there is always something to please the eye and delight the senses at The Pineapple (even cute reading glasses, perfect for the near-sighted reporter who has lost her expensive prescription pair and is squinting at that tiny proof page print…sigh).

Congrats to all those who were honored for their efforts to make the city a better place to live and work: my fellow Lion, Ricky Cargile (aka Santa Claus and Terminix Man) chosen Main Street’s Volunteer of the Year; the Sellers, who took home the Great Greenville Main Street Award for their fine renovation job on the old Greenville Ford building, and one of my favorite members of the clergy, dear Father Fred Lindstrom, aka Father Fuzz, so well deserving of the award.

The vanilla ice cream created by the &uot;putt-putt&uot; of the 1920s-vintage engine proved a belated treat, sweet, if slightly runny, as the fire flies darted about and blues music played softly in the background.

You were right, Annabel -it was a lovely evening. And I’m glad I got to spend it with some of Greenville’s finest folks.

Angie Long is Lifestyles reporter for The Greenville Advocate. She can be reached at 382-3111 ext. 132 or via email at