Intergenerational Empowerment Rural Survival Vision Extravaganza
The Darlington County Cultural Realism Complex, Inc. presents the 2015/2016 Annual Intergenerational Empowerment Rural Survival Vision Extravaganza with October 3, 2015 being the “Beginning With No End in Sight – Save the Children, Save the World”
Here I go again – War Maneuvers 1939
By Bill Shepard It is September and I remember! There has never been a September that I didn’t remember! How could I forget? The memories of that time long ago are forever etched in my mind! I see faces before me that have long disappeared from the planet, and I hear voices that have long been silent. They are present, locked in my memory, the place where time stands still. The time was September 1939. The seventeen-year-old stares at...
Preserve history by creating a future
By Bill Pickle Over the past several years we have witnessed a wave of destruction, disfigurement, removal and things being changed that should be left alone. Most of these activities are done in the effort to destroy or change hisatory. Others are misguided actions to correct a wrong. I propose all of the described actions are foolish and selfish. In the Middle East we have ISIS destroying temples, monuments, art and historic...
Colleges should remove vestiges of the Old South
When Greek officials and administrators at the University of Georgia declared a ban on hoop skirts in the spring, I could only think, what took you so long?
Mill Village Heritage – Keep It Alive!
We have a heritage, those who grew up on the mill village in Darlington during the early years of the past century. Ours is a story unlike any other! It is a story of hardships, sufferings, and sacrifice that has not been known since those early times. Let’s keep it alive! Already it is getting late! Many opportunities have been missed, too many stories have gone untold, voices that could have been spoken are now forever silent; it is...
Those awful sore eyes!
My sister called and asked, “Bill, what are you writing about?” I answered, “My memories of August when we were children!” We often share our memories of growing up on the old cotton mill village. She amazes me to the things she remembers about those times long ago. “You’re writing about ‘sore eyes’,” she said. “Not this time!” I said, and I didn’t. I wrote about working in the tobacco and cotton fields and other things that I did as...