Born into an era when Sunday afternoons were still quiet and sacred, and when traditional customs dictated our pastimes, after church my parents would treat us to The Charleston Museum. The trip back home would include a stroll through town, and almost always, ice cream. Charleston Sundays were enchanting . . . and they still are.

I delight in unveiling information about Charleston and weaving it into narratives that fit nicely into chosen routes through the Historic District.

Walking alongside our City’s guests, telling these stories and interpreting the best bits of Charleston History, transports me, (and I hope you), to the pleasures of that earlier enchanting time. I look forward to meeting new friends at the Battery Bandstand every weekend to stroll along with me down narrow, oak-lined streets, through three centuries of our home-town named Charleston.

See y’all at The Battery this weekend,
Sue Bennett