The Island Packet
August 16, 2011
By David Lauderdale
Walk six miles a day on the Hilton Head Island beach, and you'll find lots of odd stuff.
Last week, Jack Shea found something less tangible than a bleached shell, a gull's feather or a rusted bit of iron. He found hope.
At first he thought it was litter. He was about to get perturbed when he noticed that the green wine bottle that washed up at his feet had a note inside...
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