Living on the West End: The Medicine Show
Where it came from and where it went when it left Darlington, I never knew.
Yes, it’s watermelon time on the West End
by Bill Shepard The race is on! The first home-grown watermelons are due on July 4, and the boys and girls living on the Mill Village are anxiously waiting for the horse- or mule-drawn wagon to roll! July 4 was the target date! The wagons would be loaded and ready to go. The watermelons would be loaded inside the wagon on the late evening before the day that they were to be carried to Darlington on Saturday. An extra bundle of hay...
LETTER TO THE EDITOR: Reader thanks Darlington County Council on Aging
Thanks to the heroes around the world, young and old. Because this stage in our lives has made our love for one another greater than ever before. Thanks to: — Darlington County Council on Aging, for the wonderful job they are doing across the city, for all the kind distribution to the aging and shut-ins. — The News & Press for their wonderful hand in this service. Thanks to all with hands-on care. Lula M. Brown,...
Saws, maters and men long gone
by Tom Poland Growing up in eastern Georgia deep in pines, I wakened to the wail of chainsaws six days a week. Yellow McCullochs and red Poulans sliced through green resinous pines as Dad and his partner, Bobby Cooper, tested saws they had fixed. Not repaired, mind you, fixed, in a sweltering shop of tin. The wailing was the sound of money. Broken saws put food on our table, clothes on our back, shoes on our feet. I loved Dad’s old...
An old business: Musings on how we age
The Aging Business is without question the oldest business on the planet.
The first time I ate fried green tomatoes
My back-road explorations take me to little eateries tucked neatly in the middle of nowhere, whistle-stop places.