British-born semi-retired Professor of Medicine in Charleston, SC, widely traveled and author of many medical books. I wrote the first story about Fred the snake getting squished (and mended) when my kids were young, to teach them how not to cross the road. When they had their own children, they asked "what happened to Fred-Fred" (so-called because he was in two pieces initially). So, we dusted it off and found a publisher. It seemed popular and fun for me, so I now have six books (beautifully illustrated by Bonnie Lemaire) about Fred the friendly snake. After recovering from squishness, Fred has gone to school, welcomed Jungle Jim and other animals, explored Charleston, enjoyed the beach and taken his friends camping. The midwest book review said "Move over for Fred-Fred, Lewis Carroll" And, I was not named after a rabbit.
Fred the snake and friends enjoyed exploring the lovely city of Charleston.
"We took a carriage ride, explored the grand old houses south of Broad, admired the churches and their spires. This carriage could use softer tires. I fear we might break some bones, bouncing on these cobblestones. Turned the corner then to show the famous pretty rainblow row"
As they say in the South "Y'all come visit". Lots to see and do.
When Fred the Snake and Friends Explore Charleston