On sleepless nights, the Carolina moon guides us. To a full moon, quarter moon, a crescent; to the same moon our parents saw, and their parents, and their parents’ parents, we offer up our dreams, our fears, our secrets. And the moon has its own secrets. They collect, like drops of water, in lunar hiding places. This was the night a young couple fell in love. This is the mysterious way nature signals change to its creatures. This is a corner of the sky you can see only with a telescope. Even when the moon is new, we sense its presence, there win the dark, a quiet companion.
Under a Carolina Moon
During World War II, a chance meeting led to a long-distance romance forever preserved in letters.