Marie loved driving down the long lane that led to the front of the main house on the Boone Plantation. The live oaks were majestic in appearance with their over two-hundred years of existence and feathered Spanish moss that hung from their limbs. Everything was a rich green color, and the flowers were in full bloom.
Stacy had arranged to stop the guided tours early for the day so the SIPS team could begin their walk through and set up. Cory picked up Tim, Marie, Gale, and Myra in his SUV and met the rest of the team at six o"clock.
Marie got out of the SUV and admired the beautiful horses grazing in the fenced-in field off to the right of the main house. Their tails swished through the air without a care in the world. It was a dramatic contrast to the nine brick slave quarters to the le
