The Southern Edge Magazine - Summer 2021 *Special Issue*

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Philosophy We believe the idea of tradition is ingrained in the souls of Southerners. We have a relentless respect for our deep heritage and an unwavering dedication to living out the traditions of the past.

We believe tradition can be honored while simultaneously welcoming contemporary thought and style and that there is a movement to merge these two lifestyles through intentional, healthy and meaningful living.

We believe happiness is rooted in simplicity. If our minds and places are free of clutter, there is more room for things that matter.

We believe local is better. It’s about being a part of a larger community. It’s about connecting with

those who grow, catch, brew and create our food and that closer means fresher, tastier and healthier.

It’s choosing fruits and vegetables in season, drinking wines from vineyards in the region, seeking out the work of local artisans and supporting independent, locally owned stores.

We believe in leaving a positive fingerprint. The measure of our success will be the condition on which we leave the world for the next generation.

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08-13: FROM AMERICA'S BEST IDEA 14-17: OUR VANISHING AMERICANA 18-23: AMERICA'S EVOCATIVE PARKING LOT

56-61: AN ARCHITECTURAL MASTERPIECE Thomas Jefferson's Poplar Forest 62-67: TELLING DRAYTON HALL'S STORIES Q&A with Michelle McCollum 68-72: THE SOUTHERN CAMPAIGN OF THE AMERICAN REVOLUTION Camden's Revolutionary War Visitors Center

38-41: GIVING & EARNING TRUST The Story of the Quilts of Valor Foundation in South Carolina

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26-31: "COME AND FIGHT ME" The Culture and Legacy of U.S. Marines

32-37: THE STORYTELLER'S STORY

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46-51: NOT YOUR GRANDMOTHER'S QUILT

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52-55: NATIONAL HERITAGE AREAS Telling America's Stories

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“And I'm proud to be an American Where at least I know I'm free And I won't forget the men who died Who gave that right to me And I'd gladly stand up next to you And defend Her still today 'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land God Bless the U.S.A” -Lee Greenwood

Dear Readers, Our team invites you to join us as we take a walk back in time - a simpler time, perhaps a humbler time, and most definitely an easier time. A time when television screens and cell phones did not dominate our lives and we connected with people and places in a deeper, more meaningful way.

Here at The Southern Edge, we consider ourselves both American, and Southern, by the grace of God. We love this place we are honored to call “home” and we love our neighbors as we love ourselves. We pay tribute to the heroes of our past, many of those simply being everyday folks who believed in hard work, an honest day’s pay, and respect for each other and our country.

And, through our work as the South Carolina National Heritage Corridor, we strive to preserve the historic sites, cultural diversities, and natural wonders that make our state such a special and unique place.

In this issue we want to simply take a moment from the nastiness that has permeated our media and provide stories that remind us of the greatness of this country.

We want to walk with you down memory lane and remember with fond nostalgia those people and places that define us. We have much to be thankful for and much to be proud of. America is, and will always be, “a shining city upon a hill whose beacon light guides freedom-loving people everywhere.”

God bless the U.S.A.

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Mike Lassiter is a North Carolina native, raised in Statesville. A graduate of the University of North Carolina-Chapel Hill and Campbell University School of Law, he currently practices law in his hometown. His passion for photography and appreciation for days gone by, combined with his love of driving the state's backroads resulted in two published books for both North and South Carolina. Lassiter lives in Davidson with his three children, Grace, Erin and Michael. ourvanishingamericana.com

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Tom Poland grew up in Lincoln Phil Gaines is a Professor of County, Georgia, and graduated Practice in the Parks Recreation from the University of Georgia and Tourism Management with degrees in Journalism and Department at Clemson Education. He taught at the University. Phil completed a 37University of Georgia, Columbia year career in State Parks in 2018.

College, and the University He began his career in parks as an of South Carolina. He writes entry level Park Ranger at Kings about nature and the South Mountain State Park and served and its people, traditions, and as Park Superintendent at three lifestyles. His work appears in different state parks. Phil served books & magazines, journals, as Director of South Carolina and newspapers throughout the State Parks for 13 years. Phil also South. He’s a member of the S.C. served on the Board of Directors Humanities Speakers Bureau. for the National Association of Tom is a recipient of the Order of State Park Directors, and the Palmetto. He lives in Columbia, National Association of State South Carolina.

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Melissa is a lifestyle and vintage inspired photographer in Upstate South Carolina. You can find her strolling through flea markets, trails in the mountains, and in her garden. When she's not spending time with her daughters, she's capturing emotions, telling stories, and preserving memories through photographs. trashybetty.com / sweetmelissa.work

George W. McDaniel has devoted his professional life to historic preservation and education.

Currently he is president of McDaniel Consulting, LLC, which offers strategic services to museums and historical organizations. In 2016 he retired after 26 years as executive director of Drayton Hall in Charleston, SC. He is consistently kept in the real world by his wife of 38 years, Mary Sue Nunn McDaniel, a former teacher. mcdanielconsulting.net

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DARLENE GREENE WRITER

W. Thomas Smith Jr. is a formerly deployed U.S. Marine Infantry leader, counterterrorism instructor, and retired colonel in the S.C. Military Department. A New York Times bestselling editor and an internationally acclaimed writer whose work has appeared in countless newspapers and magazines worldwide, Tom has traveled to Iraq, the Balkans, elsewhere and other wars. He is also a senior officer with the National Security Task Force, South Carolina Floodwater Commission. Among Tom’s awards, honors, and military decorations, he is a 2019 recipient of the Order of the Palmetto. uswriter.com

For over 30 years, Darlene has sought knowledge, training and tools to live a healthier, more spiritually connected life.

Certified in numerous energy healing modalities such as Reiki, Ama Deus, Access Bars and Intuitive Counseling, Darlene loves assisting others in finding their truth and their life's passions. She is ordained by the Universal Life Church Ministries in order to offer spiritual counseling to those that prefer a non-denominational, nontraditional approach. Darlene is married, has one grown son, two rescued dogs, Finn (pictured) and Ginger, and two rescued cats, Smokey and Bandit.

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Jane Jenkins Herlong is a Sirius XM Humorist, bestselling/award-winning author, professional singer, recording artist and professional Southern humorist. A recent inductee into the prestigious Speakers Hall of Fame, Jane is the best-selling author of four books. A former Miss America contestant, Jane’s award-winning singing and comedy is featured on Sirius XM Radio, Spotify and Pandora Internet Radio. For speaking engagements visitjaneherlong.com

James "Jamie" Saxon is a Red Hills and Cotton native of the South Carolina Upcountry, to which he returned after a couple of decades in other places. A graduate of Furman University, the University of South Carolina, and the Cumberland School of Law of Samford University, he has been a college administrator, worked in private practice and public service, and currently is associate probate judge for Anderson County. He loves books, jazz, food, friends, labs, and his crazy Southern family.

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Part of a New Deal-era program, the Civilian Conservation Corps was instrumental in the development of 16 of South Carolina’s 47 state parks. One of the finest examples of CCC craftmanship is the restored Gaines Lodge at Table Rock State Park. The building offers stunning views of Table Rock Mountain and is a picturesque venue for weddings, reunions and other events. Plan a stay at one of the quaint, rustic CCCbuilt cabins found in several of the parks, now updated with modern amenities, including linens and fully equipped kitchens.

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t was “the best idea America ever had” suggested British Ambassador James Lord Brice in 1912. Decades later, writer and historian Wallace Stegner expounded on this declaration and called national parks, "The best idea we ever had. Absolutely American, absolutely democratic, they reflect us at our best rather than our worst."

In 1921, after the success of the National Park movement, then National Park Service Director, Stephen Mather, along with several dozen conservation minded leaders met in Des Moines, Iowa and founded the National

Conference on State Parks. The National Conference on State Parks proclaimed that outdoor recreation was a basic human need building on this “best idea.” During the conference, a lot of discussion took place on the role of the states in the development of additional parks. Perhaps most important was Mather’s promise of assistance from the National Park Service in the establishment and development of state parks. While a handful of states had state parks, most states did not, including South Carolina. Lyman Wilbur, who was then the Secretary of the Interior confirmed, “State parks…are the natural complement to the national parks in

providing Americans with a fully rounded out system of scenic areas and of open spaces devoted to outdoor recreation.” The framework established a system of parks across America; national and state parks that preserve the nation’s natural and cultural resources while providing opportunities for recreation, relaxation, and reflection.

It would be 13 more years before South Carolina would create its state park system.

It would be worth the wait.

In the fall of 1929 the stock market crashed, marking what would later to be referred to as the Great Depression. In South Carolina, the stock market crash did not matter as much as the fall of cotton prices, which led to laid off cotton mill workers and closed banks. The boll weevil and poor farming practices had taken its toll on the land itself, exacerbating the effects of the Great Depression. Hard times had hit South Carolina.

Remarkably, out of hard times a movement begin. President Franklin Roosevelt’s “New Deal” would become the blueprint for recovery.

In the first 100 days of his presidency Roosevelt announced, “I propose to create a Civilian Conservation Corps to be used in simple work. More important, however, than the material gains will be the moral and spiritual value of such work.”

Soon the boys of the CCC would start work on much more than roads, lakes and dams, buildings, and campgrounds. They were working on a legacy and building a park system that continues to impact lives almost 90 years after joining “Roosevelt’s Tree Army.” At the time, the CCC boys were focused on tomorrow, not the next generation. In a time of uncertainty, a day of productivity was a welcome change. They would spend the day learning a new trade, new skills, and making friendships that would last a lifetime.

After a donation of over 7,000 acres from the citizens of Chesterfield county, the state legislature gave the State Forestry Commission the responsibility for the creation and maintenance of a state park system. The National Park Service kept their promise, offering assistance and expertise in the design of most of the 16 original state parks, and designating Cheraw and Kings Mountain as Recreation Demonstration Areas. Almost immediately a camp of 200 CCC enrollees were at work creating Cheraw State Park, South Carolina’s first state park. Shortly after, work began at several other state park sites and on July 1, 1936, Myrtle Beach State Park became the first state park opened to the public. In all, sixteen state parks were built by the Civilian Conservation Corps.

“The sixteen state parks built by the CCC, remind us of what can be done, and the impact that parks can make on future generations. The facilities that they built are timeless and still serve park visitors today.

It’s quite the legacy, one that we embrace and refer to often to this generation of stewards of South Carolina’s state parks,” explained Paul McCormack, Director of State Parks. Al Hester, a historian with the State Park Service goes on to say, “It also created new opportunities for outdoor recreation that had never existed before.

Because of their work, the children of textile workers could use the new group camp at Paris Mountain, farm families could access swimming areas and picnic grounds at parks like Poinsett, or African Americans could use the new (though segregated at the time) parks at Greenwood and Hunting Island.

The CCC started a process that eventually resulted in recreation resources being available to all, at parks that preserved some of the best natural and cultural resources in the state.”

KINGS MOUNTAIN STATE PARK Quarrying rock.

CHERAW STATE PARK CCC enrollees at work.

TABLE ROCK STATE PARK LEFT: Junior enrollees at roll call.

RIGHT: Road excavation.

The young men of the CCC had no idea of the impact their work would have on the future of our state. For most, it was a way to secure thirty-five dollars a month, even if twenty-five of it had to be sent back home to their families, and the opportunity to learn a trade. It was work, and it was work worth doing. The camps would cover the state and take overworked land that was unusable for farming and transform it not only into a state park, but also a model for conservation. Cheraw was such a place and today the results speak for themselves. The barren fields have been replaced with tall pines and fox squirrels, and the laughter of a new generation of outdoor enthusiasts. The views of the barren field were replaced with cypress trees and scenic vistas of Lake Juniper.

On the other end of the spectrum was the unique natural beauty of special places like the South Carolina coast, and perhaps one of the signature buildings of the era; the Myrtle Beach Bathhouse that once overlooked the Atlantic Ocean. While the building no longer exists as it did when it was constructed, it is an example of the extensive work and attention to detail that the CCC performed.

Those details can still be seen in the spillways at Barnwell and Poinsett State Parks, in the precision of the placing of logs in the cabins and the lodge at Oconee and Table Rock, and the seemingly misplaced stacked field stones that come together as a puzzle of perfection that creates the Paris Mountain Bathhouse. These creative features became the trademark of America’s parks. It was an essential step in America’s best idea.

understand. The laughs were contagious and the memories as thick as the humidity of the summer afternoon. I remember telling a dozen or so men, who were well into their 80’s at the time, about how they are revered by park rangers today; of how what they did as young boys has made a difference to generations of visitors and citizens who go to the park to leave their troubles and to find their souls. I explained that their work transcended time and generations. They all looked at me with confusion and then a member of Camp F-1 spoke up, “if we would have known then that what we were doing was this important, we would have done a better job.” Humility; another trait of the greatest generation.

With a tear in my eye I said, “not to worry, you did a great job, thank you.” As I looked each in the eye with gratitude, the moment had turned somber, reflective, and just when I thought we would all tear up, someone exclaimed, “do you remember the time I wrecked the truck and…” The laughter erupted and the seasoned men seemed transformed into young boys again. Their stories returned, and like the parks they built, the room was filled with memories that had lasted a lifetime.

Americas best idea had made it home, to South Carolina. A reflection of our nation and our state at its best. Job well done, gentlemen. Job well done.

See you outside!

Most CCC built state and national parks buildings bear a strong resemblance to one another, and there is a reason for that. The use of native materials, local labor and craftsmanship, with limited tools and resources became the signature of America’s parks. This method was practical, and what we would today call sustainable, as the CCC’s would utilize local materials to create a new sense of place, one that complements the resource of the area, rather than compete with it. This notable architecture was given a name: parkitecture. Makes sense; a timeless ingredient in the formula to build America’s parks that would last for generations.

The connections that these structures provide us today are priceless.

It is captured in the FDR’s comments about the program, “More important, however, than the material gains will be the moral and spiritual value of such work.” The work of these men transformed the American landscape. And they would be called on once again to save the world. Their grit and work ethic has earned them the title of “the greatest generation.” America’s best idea, created by America’s greatest generation, in a time when hope seemed lost.

They did what Americans always do; respond to the challenge and make a difference.

I had the opportunity to meet some of my heroes, the men that served in the CCC and built South Carolina’s park system. It was the CCC reunion held at Oconee State Park. Men from the camp at Oconee and Kings Mountain were there, and although their numbers had declined, their spirit had not. They told stories of playing baseball, going into town for dances, working long days, and funny stories about each other that only old friends would

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PARIS MOUNTAIN STATE PARK

POINSETT STATE PARK

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CLAYTON'S GROCERY

Dorchester, S.C.

TAYLOR's BARBER SHOP

Marion, S.C.

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n March 2005, I drove the last miles of the backroads of Dare County, North Carolina on the Outer Banks. Over a period of six years and more than 30,000 miles, I traveled throughout all 100 counties in my home state. What had begun in 1999 as a quest to create a photographic record of the surviving (and, in many cases, remnants of long gone) businesses across the state which helped shape our 20th century culture resulted in my first book, Our Vanishing Americana: A North Carolina Portrait, as well as a popular PBS documentary capturing the experience.

I distinctly recall my conflicted feelings at the time. I felt a sense of accomplishment.

I felt fortunate to have met so many interesting folks who had enthusiastically shared the stories of their businesses with me. But I also felt a bit melancholy.

The sense of adventure and discovery I experienced had come to an end… Or had it?

I am a Tar Heel, born and bred. But also near and dear to me is our Cackalacky sister to the south. If I was ever exiled from the Old North State, I would surely become a Sandlapper. I have spent my entire life zig-zagging over the backroads of South Carolina: to the coast from the Grand Strand to the Low Country, and to the Upstate to visit relatives. My family has had a home at Pawleys Island since 1989, just before Hurricane Hugo gave us the opportunity to rebuild. My earliest memories of roadside country stores were most likely from those at which we stopped on the way to the beaches of South Carolina.

So…it was natural to continue my journey into the Palmetto State.

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My fascination with old stores and storefronts goes back to my childhood. I was born at the tail end of the Baby Boomer generation, but I have vivid memories of stores with creaky wooden floors, pot-bellied stoves and soda fountains. When I was a kid, I went to the movies at a theatre with one screen, not 18! I’m even old enough to remember marveling at the gas station attendant who would not only pump gas in our car, but he would also clean our windshield and check under the hood. Those stations are now practically extinct. In and around Myrtle Beach, I grew up going to the Pavilion Amusement Park (1948), Pirate Land (1964), and later, in my high school years, Crazy Zack’s (1977). All of those places are long gone.

The title of this book speaks for itself. The Main Street culture I experienced during my childhood is fading away and has been for quite some time. First, the malls started sucking the life out of our downtowns in the 1970s and 80s. Then came the big box stores of the 1990s. And then, along came Amazon. Now, even some of the large chains have taken a hit. Woolworth, Sears and Kmart are either gone or are closing.

In recent years, the smaller dollar stores have begun popping up making it difficult for the mom and pop businesses to survive.

Cooper’s Country Store in Salters, once the lone business at the crossroads of Highways 521 and 377, now shares the intersection with a Dollar General on an adjacent corner. Is this change for better or worse? I suppose it depends upon who you ask. We certainly have more convenient access to more goods and services than ever before. However, that has come at the expense of our sense of community and camaraderie along Main Street and beyond.

Signs of the past are still visible along Main Street and the backroads of this state. However, even South Carolina has not been immune to the increasing commercial development over the past half century. My journey has been a race against time. Many of the venerable shops and family businesses, which flourished during the better part of the 20th century, have been shuddered for many years. However, some have beaten the odds with good ol’ customer service. Like the seventh generation of the LeNoir family that has run a general store at the same location in Horatio for more than 200 years; Dan Ruff, the sixth generation to operate the Ridgeway hardware store for more than 150 years; Guerin’s Pharmacy, the oldest drugstore in South Carolina since 1871; and Breeden’s Grocery, now approaching its 100th year in business. Places like these add color and diversity to our increasingly homogeneous retail business culture.

Technology has changed quite a bit, even since my North Carolina book was published in 2006. For that book, I relied heavily on word of mouth from folks about places to see and photograph and, for the most part, just drove and discovered places on my own. Now, the internet is much more developed and has provided me with a 16

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wealth of information about interesting places throughout South Carolina. Also, the technology of photography has changed. All but a handful of the photographs in my first book were taken with slide film and then scanned to a digital format. However, all of the photographs in this book were taken with a digital camera between 2007 and 2020.

Every one of the 46 counties in South Carolina is represented in this book, which is divided into nine chapters according to the type of store or business. Each chapter contains an introduction highlighting a few of the people and places I encountered during my travels. The county by county index will assist you in looking for places of interest. As I mentioned in my North Carolina book, I’m sure I’ve missed a few gems along the way. If so, you better hurry up and grab your camera. It may not be there much longer.

I hope you will enjoy this glimpse of days gone by.

Cooper's Country Store

Salters, S.C.

South of the border

Dorchester, S.C.

J.T. BrodgeN Store

Sumter, S.C.

Sugar 'n spice

Spartanburg, S.C.

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Beaufort, S.C.

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Ridgeway, S.C.

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Laurens, S.C.

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I treasure these one-time indispensable vehicles spending their rusty retirements in fields, yards, and the weedy patches of nowheresville. They rust as newfangled descendants whiz by with their hybridelectric engines, climate control interiors, Bluetooth hands-free phones, satellite radios, and GPS marvels. You can’t get lost anymore, can you?

You’ll find vintage cars and trucks, bona fide Americana, in three places. Rusting along a back road, mangled and beat up in junkyards, and private garages, the domain of restorers.

No, make that four places, in the air. I’ve seen classic cars on poles and the rooftops of garages. Advertising they called it.

I love old rides and when I come across one, a time machine scoops me up and whisks me into the past. A wave of nostalgia sweeps over me and questions rise. In what graveyards do its owners and passengers lie?

How many miles did it rack up? Who, if anyone, claims ownership? Just how did it end up in this final resting place? Will it be here when I pass this way again?

Of late several times did I pass by two classic trucks heavily clad in a patina of rust. Mental note, Tom: come back and photograph these beauties. Update: I tarried a bit and when I came back they had vanished, rescued by collectors I hope.

Whenever possible I take the road less traveled where I see old trucks and cars relegated to rust and dry rotting tires. But somewhere, I know, their restored brethren fill their owners’ heart with pride and joy. Collectors coddle and pamper these survivors and like bluebloods they reign as automotive royalty. But what about the abandoned old cars and trucks? Who speaks for the blue-collar conveyances?

I do.

Yes, you can. You can lose yourself in Americana’s Evocative Parking Lot. The parking lot is disjointed. It’s around the next curve. Way out yonder in a far-flung field.

Behind a collapsing building. Propped up on cement blocks, “see-mint” as the old timers pronounce it. All across the land vintage vehicles wait for you. Some wait in broad daylight. Some play hide and seek. You just have to look for them, and you should.

Just seeing them brings back memories of ancient grandparents, clapboard buildings, smokehouses, shade-tree mechanics, country stores, tin buildings. Maybe an old gristmill, maybe even grandmother’s butter churn through the miracle of associative thinking.

These old relics roll no more and no one fixes them, as we say down here, but thankfully no one bothers to take them to the junkyard for scrap. They’re banished to the Rust Home and they’re as American as apple pie. They join the ranks of Coca Cola signs, white picket fences, ice cream parlors, and hand-painted US flags on red barns as true Americana.

Beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder.

Old trucks and cars reign as classic belles for those of us who find them mysteriously alluring, like a woman with a slight scar on her cheek, a flaw that heightens her beauty.

Old cars as beauties: if only people aged like old cars and trucks. And so old cars and trucks serve as beautiful landmarks for the GPS-less crowd pining for old paper maps.

“Say, mister, can you tell me how to get to Delmar?”

“Drive past an old blue Plymouth ahead on your left in a grove of old oaks. Then go all ’round the traffic circle and take 391 to your right.”

Allure. That’s what these roadside remnants possess. You just don’t get that homesick feeling when you see a new truck beneath a shed. It’s still got some get up and go and it will do just that. Go. But just how long can an old car or truck sit without someone towing it away? Long enough for a tree to grow through it?

The proof sits before you. An acorn ended up beneath the engine compartment.

It germinated, and enough sunlight fell through the carnage left from a ripped-out engine to make it grow. Rains fell and water dripped down sheet metal so the little oak could drink a bit. One of life’s small miracles confronts you. The tree became a sensation, protected perhaps by someone who wanted to see how long a tree could reach for the sky through all that Motown metal, or maybe it’s just one acorn’s good fortune, a stroke of luck.

Did someone drive the truck over a sapling and shut her down for good and later sell the engine? Or did a squirrel bury the acorn beneath the truck, sensing a place safe from rivals of the acorn-eating tribe? I’ll never know, but I know this much. Today’s trucks and cars seem ill suited for life beneath a shed, and, besides, fewer sheds stand as we leave small farms and grease monkeys in the dust.

Your truck, your car, your pride and joy?

When its days are done, I’ll wager it ends up crushed, shredded, and recycled. All that sounds efficient but it sure isn’t picturesque, and sure as the rising sun it won’t provide shelter for a one-tree arboretum like you see here.

I repeat. You’ve got to get lost. Abandon your GPS. Forget maps. Just drive into the country and take random roads to nowhere. That’s where you’re likely to see the wheels our grandparents and aged and dead relatives drove. You have to get away from the interstates and take the back roads. If you know just where to go in western South Carolina you’ll come across an old car Bonnie and Clyde might have commandeered to rob a rural gas station. thesouthernedgemagazine.com

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On a certain Midlands road a sideways glance will glimpse a barn-sheltered blue Chevy pickup nicely framed by pine limbs.

Upstate you’ll spot a rusty old Ford truck with a Beware of Dog sign where its driverside mirror sat. In a place that must remain secret a classic old car sits beneath a shed side by side with an old white enamel dryer.

Over toward Kingstree, you can frame up an old dinner bell and a red Chevrolet pickup sitting beneath the shed of what might have been an old school.

In a place known only to me, wedged between a cedar and an oak amid a tangle of vines sits an old aqua-and-white rusty 1965 Chevrolet Bel Air. I hear tell an old farmer used it as a sort of truck. Come sundown in this battered old car, he’d bump through pastures festooned with yellow bitter weeds, clunk past a lonely persimmon tree and ranks of white-faced cattle. Herefords, they were. From afar, those cows would amble the old man’s way and when his jalopy closed in they would break into a stiff-kneed trot. To see the old man’s car was to see feed.

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A warm afternoon found me driving Highway 76. As I drove into Laurens, I discovered the Nostalgic Filling Station with what might have been an Edsel beneath its overhang. That ill-starred car named after Henry Ford’s son, Edsel Bryant Ford, was marketed as the car of the future circa 1957.

It lost what would have been $2,160,573,678 in 2019 dollars. One Edsel expert said “it was the wrong car at the wrong time.”

Well, I can tell you the right car at the right time, the right truck at the right time sits somewhere on a back road. Highways with numeric designations like 25, 28, 378, 521, and 178 harbor evocative sights that will spirit you into the past. Old trucks and cars, yesteryears’ museums on wheels. Seek them out. Admission’s free. See if they don’t bring up a swell of memories of old movies and times when you yourself rolled along a bit easier than you do today.

For a select few of you, Americana’s Evocative Parking Lot just might remind you of “Cherrylog Road,” James Dickey’s epic poem about a junkyard where, like the hero of the poem, some old cars and trucks are “wild to be wreckage forever.” But, and this is vital—many old cars and trucks retain their figure and look like they did the day they rolled off the line. They’ve aged gracefully beneath that patina of rust, and they’re waiting for you to drive by. Don’t disappoint them.

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D e c a d e s a g o, I spent 13 long weeks living within the closest thing to a monastery I will ever know. It was a spartan all-male environment full of ritual. Those who struggled to measure-up were given a chance to prove themselves.

But the weak were expelled without mercy. Instant, willing obedience-to-orders was demanded. Standards were high. Discipline harsh. We showered with our rifles and spoke only in third-person. It was a wholly unique, strangely wonderful experience that today I fear is dying.

As I write this nearly 40 years later and during the 80th anniversary of my own 1st Marine Division (established in 1941, eighteen years before I was born), I remember the so-called “monastery” – the U.S. Marine Corps Recruit Depot, Parris Island, S.C. – with great affection for both the place and time. And I recall this odd affection I had for it even then.

Why? Because I knew it was to be a transformation; not so much in terms of turning a boy into a man. The boy-to-man experience would take place over a longer period of time during my ensuing years of service. But boot camp (long before the term, “boot camp,” was hijacked by fitness centers and youth programs) was a transformation in terms of responsibility, leadership, life lessons, and simply surviving.

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The drill instructors were larger than life; unquestionably men’s men. Everything had purpose. From the difference between a commissioned officer’s and noncommissioned officer’s sword, to the nautical terms (a reflection of our Naval origins), to the fact that even the seven belt-loops on our trousers represented the seven seas; everything was steeped in tradition.

But there was and is something else, something intangible that always seems to define a Marine for the rest of his life. Some have argued it has much to do with the experience, as I’ve mentioned, of becoming 28

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a Marine. Perhaps. But I would argue it has less to do with boot camp or officer candidate school rites of passage – which really have more to do with determining a recruit or candidate’s suitability to be a Marine – and everything to do with postboot experiences, shared hardships, and an unusual stretch of time in our lives, whether four years or 40, that largely define who we are and will forever be.

That’s also why the cultural degradation of the Corps since 2008 is so disheartening to Marines, especially for those of us in the ever-prized Infantry military occupational specialties. I won’t get into all of that today except to say it is what it is, and that the reputation as being collectively “a few good men” has always been the lifeblood of the Corps.

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The affection I had stemmed from being grafted into a somewhat exclusive institution that was very old – the Corps itself was founded on Nov. 10, 1775 – and had a reputation for producing men that were feared, admired, and sometimes emulated (though never with the same alchemy) the world over.

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THE DIFFERENCE SINCE 1775 For us it has never been about big budgets, high-tech toys, and bigticket items like tanks and ships or even airplanes really (though we have spent quite a lot of our tiny budget on aircraft and pioneering the use of military aviation in support of ground forces over the decades). For Marines, it has always been about being part of the most elite combined-arms expeditionary force in the world, being a RIFLEMAN, being something with enormous tradition, and being all of these things with few resources.

Someone once said all it takes is a rifle, a bucket, a “scuzz” brush, and a drill field to make a Marine. And there is some truth to that.

For as long as there are men with rifles, drill instructors, a place to train, and enemies to fight; there CAN BE Marines. And as long as there are Marines, especially of the Old Corps caliber, there will always be something truly unique within America’s broader military establishment. Not that there aren’t other unique elements within the American military establishment: There are. But not exactly like Marines where culture, reputation, and the legacy of the leatherneck are everything.

SUPERMAN LIVES So this morning as I penned these words, I considered my own time in the Corps, and how the most rewarding job I’ve ever had in all my 62 years so far has been that of a U.S. Marine rifle squad leader. Of course, I had other jobs in the Corps, and a few since, but nothing nearly as life-defining: Being a young man and having the responsibility of leading young Marines changed everything for me. I’ve also considered the fact that no matter how many years a Marine spends in the Corps, his experiences in the Corps are, well, remarkably special and unlike anything else.

Take for example, USMC Maj. Gen. (Ret.) Jim Livingston, recipient of the Medal of Honor. Gen. Livingston’s story is the stuff of legend. He’s a proverbial SUPERMAN. But then I realized, so – in many ways – is every other Marine I’ve known throughout my life who has ever humped a pack and a rifle.

And I’ve known many, like my close friend and fellow Marine, Col. (Ret.) Steve Vitali, who like his 93-year-old father Joseph Vitali, a retired U.S Army senior staff NCO, was born on the fourth of July, Independence Day.

Vitali is easily one of the kindest, gentlest, most unassuming, always-smiling, seemingly regular guys I know. He adores his wife and daughter. Loves his grandson. Takes care of his buddies.

Spends frequent quality time with his aging father, and regularly attends church.

Vitali is also one of the most dangerous combatant leaders on the planet.

But who would know? A member of the S.C. Black Belt Hall of Fame and a veteran commander of the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, Vitali was on the ground in Afghanistan for several months in 2006 as the ranking U.S. military advisor, and he had been there for less than a week when he was faced with a citywide uprising in Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan then with a population of more than three-million people.

Joseph was born, July 4, 1928. Steve was born, July 4, 1954.

Though born in Columbia, S.C., the younger Vitali spent the first few years of his life in Italy where his dad was stationed. When the family returned to the U.S. in 1960, Vitali was only six-yearsold. “My first recollection of America was sailing toward New York harbor aboard the SS Constitution and seeing the Statue of Liberty in the distance,” he said.

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CHAOS IN KABUL “War waits for no one,” said Vitali. “Four days after my arrival and assumption of the 201st Regional Command Advisory Group in Afghanistan, a U.S. military convoy came down a steep street and lost control. Afghan locals were killed which resulted in angry mobs and riots exploding in the streets.

There were shootings, burnings, and chaos everywhere; and the Afghan police were forcefully driven out of the capital.”

With few resources, a struggling Afghan army with a marginally prepared officer corps (and a virtually non-existent senior staff NCO corps), three Afghan brigades – one of which was deployed deep in the Korengal mountains, another being a headquarters brigade – and a handful of U.S. Marines and Army soldiers, Vitali decided to declare martial law on Kabul.

“I had to persuade the Afghan general that was what we must do,” he said.

“And I explained that we needed to do so deftly – like a teapot – where we take the pressure off Kabul without inflicting more casualties. There were so many variables at play, including tribal issues. My job was like being the conductor of a disparate symphony.”

The Afghan commander agreed to Vitali’s plan, and together he and Vitali took one of the three Afghan brigades and surrounded the city. They then pulled elements from a second brigade and deployed them to strategic points throughout the city. Within three days, order was restored.

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HELO CRASH AND SHOUTING FROM THE MOUNTAINTOP A few months later, Vitali was aboard an Army Black Hawk helicopter ferrying an Army general-officer to a remote outpost in the Hindu Kush mountains.

The Black Hawk developed engine problems trying to navigate over the steep mountains which were near the aircraft’s altitude limits.

The helicopter autorotated to the ground and hit hard. Everyone was rattled, but survived and quickly disembarked, pulling the door-mounted machineguns from the aircraft and immediately setting up a 360-degree security perimeter.

Vitali was in command. Another helicopter landed and whisked the general to safety.

Vitali remained and directed a third helicopter to land so his sergeant major, who was aboard the third helo and armed with an M203 grenade launcher, could rush to the aid of the men on the ground and reinforce their position as a group of villagers approached.

Vitali then got up and left the perimeter, walked up to the villagers and persuaded them to turn back. About 45 minutes later, Vitali and his men were rescued by French special operations forces in “dune buggies.”

The stuff of James Bond? Hardly. “It’s just another day in our Marine Corps,” said Vitali.

There’s also another story, not told by Vitali, but by a chief warrant officer who remembers “Col. Vitali standing atop a cliff and shouting” at the Taliban to “Come and fight me!”

These are only three of many stories I could share about Vitali, who I’ve known for years now, each one entirely different, and each serving as perfect examples of what individual Marines experience and what individual Marines do, day-in and day-out.

But it’s never about the individual, as Vitali points out.

Fact is, every Marine has a great story or multiple great stories which always involve others and contribute to the overall legacy of the Corps. And, yes, it is all about the Corps.

“Marines are different,” Vitali said. “When we engage the enemy – or really anything we do in life – we carry with us nearly 246-years of legacy that we know we cannot tarnish.

It would be better to die than to sully or stain that legacy. Legacy and tradition are everything to a Marine. And that fierce devotion to legacy and tradition are why outsiders and, unfortunately, many on Capitol Hill will never understand who we are.”

That “fierce devotion” Vitali speaks of is also why Marines will remain Marines for the rest of their (our) lives.

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want to tell you about a very special lady. This lady always has a smile on her face, and better yet, joy in her heart. She is one of the most positive and thoughtful people I know. She has this rare ability to make you feel better just by being around her. She’s always full of good-hearted humor, sound advice, and a friendly push in the right direction when you need it. This lady is Bobbi Kennedy, and this is a little bit of her story.

Instead of starting from the beginning, I’m going to start with my most recent conversation with Bobbi and work backwards. Why? Because our conversation is a perfect reflection of why she is so amazing. I asked her for a phone interview to get some information in preparation for writing this story. Our phone call started as most of my conservations with Bobbi start; with her asking about me. After answering her questions about my work, my kids, and my future grandchild, she spent some time telling me how wonderful people have been to her and how much she has enjoyed the recent good weather.

Despite a year of Covid, isolation from her loved ones, and an unexpected retirement from a job she adored, she was just as bubbly as ever. This is why Bobbi is such a special person. You see, Bobbi is battling pancreatic cancer that has metastasized to her liver.

The day before we spoke, she had to get a spinal block for pain. And yet, just as if life were normal, she insisted that we first talk about ME. I could fill up the pages of this magazine with words from people who have been touched by Bobbi. With a strong passion

for educating the young and old alike, her career has been spent telling stories, and teaching and inspiring people. As I thought of how to best describe Bobbi, the Julie Andrews version of Mary Poppins came to mind. Just like this character, Bobbi is kind, firm when needed, efficient at her work, and she instills a sense of wonder in those around her. And, if you know Bobbi, you know she could pull off the Mary Poppins wardrobe like nobody’s business.

Speaking of Mary Poppins, it was no surprise to me to learn that Bobbi was trained in theater. She has a bachelor’s degree in Speech and Theater and a Masters in English. She spent her early career as a speech and theater teacher and transitioned into state government when a position opened allowing her to provide training to state employees.

Her work with the state eventually led to a 49-year career with South Carolina ETV (SCETV), the state's public educational broadcasting network. At the time of her retirement in early 2020, Bobbi was Special Projects Director in the Office of the President. Under her leadership, SCETV's educational content became a trusted and integral component in educating South Carolina students. In recognition of her dedication to improving education in South Carolina, the ETV Endowment has established the Bobbi Kennedy Scholarship Fund. This fund will provide educators with resources for professional development, educational materials, and content development to enhance their abilities to educate and nurture students across South Carolina.

Her favorite part of working with SCETV was the daily opportunity to meet new people and learn new things. She always brags about her colleagues calling them “an incredibly gifted group of people who are true storytellers.” When I asked her to describe her proudest moment, there was a long pause; “There are so many. PBS Kids. I love that our programs provide equity access to all students around our state.”

The Storyteller, Bobbi Kennedy, pictured below.

Bobbi has four children and eight grandchildren, and they all grew up loving SCETV. “They were great little sources of review,” she laughed. “Watching them watch ETV was very helpful to me. I paid attention to what caught their interest and noticing their curiosities about the different programs was very insightful.” She explained that seeing her own kids and grandkids get excited added a new level of excitement and pride to her work.

I asked Bobbi about her positive outlook on life because this was one of the first things that impressed me about her when she joined the board of directors for the South Carolina National Heritage Corridor. She joined during a time of some deep structural changes to our organization, and I found myself struggling with things that were oftentimes out of my control. She quickly became my “go to” for advice on how to work through difficult situations and with difficult people.

When I was angry, worried, frustrated – Bobbi provided the calmness that I needed to see the situation more clearly. She never made me feel silly for being upset or made me feel as if my feelings were unjustified. Instead, she listened and then asked questions that always led me down a path towards a solution.

Bobbi’s positive energy is her “superpower”, which she says was instilled in her by her parents. They were her role models and they taught her that passion and intensity on a certain issue simply means that issue is important to the person. What is most helpful in that situation is to listen, not ignore, and certainly not to judge.

Her goal when helping anyone with a problem is to first get to a place of understanding with that person, and then to help them get to “the next place.”

In life when we have tough decisions to make or we’re struggling through an issue, its easy for negative thoughts to creep in and make us ask the “what if ’s”. Bobbi, said her father taught her to instead ask “I wonder if….” What a wonderful lesson. It has a more positive, uplifting, forward-thinking connotation. Such a simple adjustment in our thoughts that can make huge positive impacts on our life. Another gift from her father was a short prayer that she still says. “Place me in a position to help others, give me the wisdom I need to make a difference, and give me an understanding heart.”

Bobbi is retired now and her enjoying time with her family and friends, who have been her rock through this latest life struggle.

What an amazing professional legacy she has created in the many organizations she has touched around our state. She’s still telling stories, just in a different way from her time at SCETV. Now, she is using Facetime to tell bedtime stories to her grandkids. I bet she ends each one with a question… “I wonder if ?” After all, the gift of a true storyteller is to keep our minds going long after the story ends.

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Mom is a masterful community builder who taught us the importance of caring for neighbors, family, friends, and strangers. She taught us the importance of fostering relationships with both those we have much in common with as well as those we have little in common with. She taught us the importance of celebrating the daily joys that can be easy to take for granted (a delicious meal, sleep, a poem, the sunset, a blooming flower, holding the hand of someone you love). She encourages us to seE THAT THERE IS SO MUCH GOOD SO MUCH OF THE TIME.

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Beyond Barbados The Carolina Connection

Left: Consul General of Barbados in Miami, Mr. Neval Greenidge poses for a picture with "Beyond Barbados: The Carolina Connection" Writer, Director and Producer Sandord Adams and others at the first screener event for the documentary film in Columbia, S.C. on June 3, 2019. Right: Bobbi Kennedy speaks to attendees at the first screener event.

I came to know Bobbi better while partnering with her on SCETV Beyond Barbados - The Carolina Connection Documentary and then on our subsequent visit to Barbados for the screening of the documentary. I came to know a caring, charming, generous, warm, and motivating force. She is a loved and respected mentor.

~ Rhoda Green, Barbados and the Carolinas Legacy Foundation It was always a pleasure to see Bobbi walk into our board meetings.

She not only brought a wealth of knowledge to the table, but she also brought positive energy and a supportive mindset to our work.

She always, always looks for the good in any person and any situation.

That’s a unique and admirable trait.

~ Bob Alexander, South Carolina National Heritage Corridor Board

2019 CITY YEAR LUNCHEON

For many years, Bobbi has supported efforts ot keep ETV connected to the community. Here she is at a 2019 City Year Luncheon with some of her ETV family.

Left to Right: Bobbi Kennedy, Adrienne Fairwell (former Assistant General Manager), and Stephanie Frazier (Interim Assistant General Manager.

CHASING THE MOON PATRIOTS POINT,

Working with Bobbi for many years has truly been a pleasure. Her passion for the young people of South Carolina and improving their education experience has guided her in all aspects of her work. Many generations of children have benefitted from the fruits of her labor at SCETV.

~ Dana Yow, SC Education Oversight Committee Bobbi Kennedy was a partner with the South Carolina State Library in the truest sense of the word. She gave her time selflessly to the SCSL Foundation for over a decade.

She served tirelessly on various statewide award committees. Bobbi always let us know when one of our programs might also be a good fit for one of their resources so we could assure the people of South Carolina would benefit from learning opportunities being offered by both agencies. Her attitude was one of potential and positivity. Bobbi was a trusted colleague and friend who made sure that her actions spread good in our

communities. ~ DENISE LYONS, SC STATE LIBRARY

THE BK COLLECTION: All Things Ladybugs Summertime is a great time to appreciate everything that makes our earth special.

Big and small, all the interesting creatures that we share the earth with deserve the spotlight.

Accordingly, SCETV Education is pleased to introduce the BK Collection: All Things Ladybugs, a collection of resources and interactive games honoring two special Earth inhabitants: outstanding, long-time SCETV employee Bobbi Kennedy and the humble ladybug.

Inspired by a common greeting of hers, “Hey there, Ladybug!”, the collection is a tribute to Kennedy, who recently retired from SCETV after 49 years, and her tireless work on behalf of improving education in South Carolina.

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T h e s t o ry o f t h e Q u i lt s o f Va l o r F o u n d at i o n i n S o u t h C a r o l i n a Words by W. Thomas Smith, Jr. THERE WAS A MOMENT DURING THE IRAQ WAR, actually many moments and anecdotal tales, but this one specifically during a particular night while asleep in a bunker on the end of the earth in Iraq’s Al Anbar Province near the Syrian border, that I experienced a simple yet hard-to-describe occasion of trust, selflessness, and kindness. It was a moment that triggers an odd welling-up of emotion in me every time I tell the story, which is why I rarely tell it. And until now, I’ve only shared it with a few fellow Marines and Navy medical corpsmen (Navy combat medics attached to Marine units) because outsiders simply don’t “get it” beyond it being a nice little story.

Anyway, that night, it was terribly hot – sometime in June or July as I recall – so we were all stripped to our waists and stretched out on poncho liners on the dirt floor of the bunker. It was dark except for the faint yellowish light from a streetlamp out beyond the security wire streaming through one of the machinegun ports.

Despite the stifling heat and the faint and faraway crackling of distant, intermittent automatic weapons fire, we were all sound asleep. It had been an exhausting day and we had just returned

from a two-plus hour nighttime foot-patrol across the desert and through a nearby village.

I was in a deep sleep, flat on my back, with my arms outstretched on either side of me.

All at once I was awakened by a searing pain in my right hand. It felt like somebody had crushed the hot end of a branding-iron into my palm. I sat up and immediately awakened the young medical corpsman who happened to be sleeping with us in the bunker.

He was exhausted too, because he had worked throughout the day like the rest of us, and he had also taken the place of one of the Marines on the night patrol, because the Marine was sick and needed to stay behind.

I crawled over to the corpsman and began to shake him awake.

“Doc, wake up,” I whispered. “Something bit me.”

“Huh? What sir?” he groggily asked. “What bit you?”

I responded, "I don't know, but my hand is on fire."

He whipped out a small flashlight and examined my hand. “Yep, it looks like a bite from one of those big poisonous spiders,” he whispered so as not to awaken the other sleeping Marines. “But you’ll be alright. I’m going to fix you right up.”

He then reached into his medical kit and produced some sort of ointment and a few Benadryl tablets. He handed me the Benadryl, a bottle of water, and he began treating my hand.

I quickly fell back asleep. A few hours later, I woke up. It was still dark outside. Everyone was still asleep except for the young corpsman. He was wide awake and sitting on the dirt floor next to me. “Doc, why are you awake?” I whispered.

He quietly responded, “I’m just watching you sleep. Listening to you breathe. Making sure you’re alright, and you are, sir. Go back to sleep. All is well.”

I will never forget that, though it was hardly the most dramatic of my wartime experiences. War does seem to bring about a laserfocus on the seemingly insignificant. Most people however won’t even begin to grasp the poignant anecdotal significance of a story like that.

THE QUILTS OF VALOR FOUNDATION’s quilters, mostly women and a few men, do grasp the significance.

“It’s interesting how military veterans have come to fully trust and share with us with the deepest most minute things on their hearts,” says Anne Mixon, state coordinator-director for Quilts of Valor in South Carolina. “I think it’s because we don’t simply thank military veterans for their service or recognize them in some way with money or an award: We literally give them something of ourselves.

We give them our time and our loving energy by meticulously and lovingly making something for them – a quilt – something that warms and heals.”

Mixon adds, “We may not have been there where they were or know what they were involved in, but our hearts are open to and embracing those who have, and our veterans quickly recognize this.”

N O T S I M P LY A Q U I LT, B U T a d e e p c o n n e c t i o n Whether it’s a simple yet important anecdotal tale like the spider-bite story or some of the more graphic experiences of the horrors of war, the Quilt of Valor ladies listen. And that listening, perhaps more so than the quilts themselves – though they are both connected – is what has endeared the quilters to military veterans statewide and across the nation.

“I’ve found it interesting that I’m often told stories that maybe, initially, at the moment I didn’t want to hear,” says Mixon. “But then I know that I need to hear the story or stories because the military veteran who has opened up and is sharing, needs to tell me. They need to tell somebody; but they won’t just tell anybody.”

According to Mixon, once the military veteran determines that the person in front of them is someone who sincerely cares – and that they are someone who won’t adversely judge them for either how the veteran feels or what the veteran did or witnessed – the veteran begins to bare his soul even in the most transparent ways.

Why? “Even though I may be a perfect stranger, I think the veteran realizes that if someone is willing to put that much time and energy into making them a quilt in appreciation for their service, there has to be some level of trust coming from that,” says Mixon.

“They feel safe, and they know their stories won’t go any further.”

Rhonda Vitali agrees, and says that as a military wife who intimately understands the mental, emotional, and spiritual needs of a military veteran, and as a lifelong quilter she was naturally drawn to the Quilts of Valor organization.

“I have always enjoyed making quilts,” says Vitali. “But it truly warms my heart to be part of a presentation of a quilt of valor.

The first time I wrapped a quilt around one of our veterans and thanked him for his service, I realized each veteran has a story. We don’t always get to hear everyone’s story, but by acknowledging and recognizing them with a quilt, I feel like we are telling them that we know their stories are important and that we appreciate them and their sacrifices for our country and others.”

THE PERSONAL TOUCH Like Mixon and the other quilters, Vitali has a huge heart and it comes across quickly to the veteran recipients of her quilts.

In fact, Vitali and fellow quilter Stephanie Alexander were the ladies who presented me with my own beautiful quilt at my church on the evening of Mar. 13, 2019. That presentation was particularly special for me as Rhonda’s husband U.S. Marine Col. Steve Vitali (see “Come and Fight Me” in this edition of THE SOUTHERN EDGE) was the one who nominated me for the quilt. Moreover, my pastor, Dr. George Crow – a former U.S. Air Force captain and special operations helicopter pilot during the Vietnam War – also received his quilt that night. Dr. Crow was also nominated by Col. Vitali.

PERSONAL NOMINEES Though I am no quilter – I struggle with a basic needle and thread – I have since personally nominated more than 20 military veterans who have received quilts, including Col. Vitali; his now 93-year-old father Joseph Vitali (again see “Come and Fight Me”); my 92-yearold stepfather Lt. Col. Howard T. Rowell, who served in both the Marines and the U.S. Air Force Reserve; and 99-year-old retired U.S. Air Force Maj. Gen. Thomas F. Rew, a three-war USAF officer who, by the way, led the first wave of bomber strikes against the North Vietnamese capital Hanoi during LINEBACKER II in 1972.

THOSE WHO HAVE RECEIVED Every recipient’s story is different and yet extraordinary in their own way, just as every recipient is different and hailing from every walk and station in life. Recipients have been as young as 18. Some are now over 100. Male and female. Rich, poor, healthy, and sick.

Some have received their quilts in hospitals or nursing homes.

Others at church, in private homes, in offices, at the S.C. State House, on military bases, even one in a parking lot at Lowes,’ says Mixon.

U.S. Senators and U.S. Congressmen from S.C. have received Quilts of Valor, as have a number of S.C. legislators who also served in uniform.

Some of the more noteworthy recipients from S.C. have included Medal of Honor recipients Kyle Carpenter, a corporal of Marines, and Marine Maj. Gen. Jim Livingston.

Fort Jackson’s commanding general, Brig. Gen. Milford H. Beagle Jr., U.S. Army, has received a quilt, as has Maj. Gen. Roy Van McCarty, the adjutant general of S.C. Two commanders of the S.C. State Guard have also received quilts: Maj. Gen. (Ret.) Tom Mullikin, who today serves as chairman of the S.C. Floodwater Commission, and Brig. Gen. Leon Lott, who also serves as sheriff of Richland County and was recently named the National Sheriff of the Year 2021 by the National Sheriff ’s Association.

“It’s an American thing,” says Mixon. “During our own Civil War, soldiers’ families, both North and South, sent their sons off to war with quilts to keep them warm and remind them of home. It’s what they had at night.”

Mixon says Quilts of Valor continues that tradition, certainly the quilting culture.

T H E Q U I LT S Approximately 3,000 quilts have been presented to South Carolina military veterans every year for the past eight years according to Quilts of Valor. That’s 24,000 quilts presented since 2013.

Each quilt is handmade by one of 500 quilters, statewide, who volunteer their time for Quilts of Valor and the military veterans the organization serves. Of those 500 quilters, approximately 40 quilters are on-call to actually present quilts to military veterans; “wrapping” each veteran as Mixon says. Mixon personally presented almost 300 quilts last year.

THE VETERANS Currently, there are approximately 400,000-plus military veterans living in S.C. So despite having “wrapped” thousands in the Palmetto State, there many more yet to receive.

“We want every combat military veteran to receive a quilt, and we are losing far too many of our precious veterans before we’ve had a chance to honor them in this way,” says Mixon, who adds sometimes her presentations are for a single military veteran. Other times, as many as many as 15-20 veterans receive quilts. “I try not to present more than 20 at a time, because they are not as personal when you present that many,” she says.

WHAT NOW? As of this writing – April 28 – Quilts of Valor is planning two major statewide events: The first being a “quilt retreat” at the Quilts of Valor state headquarters in St. Matthews, the weekend of May 13-16. There, approximately 20 quilters will gather to plan, fellowship, and make quilts. The following weekend, Sunday, May 23, Quilts of Valor will host one of their largest events ever in the Palmetto State.

“We’re going to cover the S.C. Statehouse steps with more than 300 patriotic quilts,” says Mixon. “And we’re inviting more than 100 military veterans and their families to attend that day on the Statehouse ground to receive their quilts.”

F R O M Q U I LT S F O R S O L D I E R S T O Q U I LT S O F VA L O R Quilts of Valor was founded by Catherine Roberts in 2003 during the first year of the Iraq War when her son was deployed to that country.

According to Roberts: “The dream was as vivid as real life. I saw a young man sitting on the side of his bed in the middle of the night, hunched over. The permeating feeling was one of utter despair. I could see his war demons clustered around, dragging him down into an emotional gutter. Then, as if viewing a movie, I saw him in the next scene wrapped in a quilt. His whole demeanor changed from one of despair to one of hope and well-being. The quilt had made this dramatic change. The message of my dream was: Quilts equal healing.”

Established as “Quilts for Soldiers,” Roberts changed the name to a more-inclusive brand honoring veterans from all U.S. armed forces.

Quilts of Valor’s quilting standards are uncompromising.

“I knew a ‘quilt of valor’ had to be a quality-made quilt, not a ‘charity quilt,’” says Roberts according to the Quilts of Valor website. “A Quilt of Valor had to be quilted, not tied, which meant hand or machine quilting. Quilts of Valor would be awarded, not just passed out like magazines or videos. A Quilt of Valor would say unequivocally, ‘Thank you for your service, sacrifice, and valor.’”

The Quilts of Valor Foundation is 501(c)(3) non-profit organization. The Foundation’s national headquarters is located in Winterset, Iowa. The organization’s Palmetto State headquarters is based in St. Matthews, S.C.

LIFE LESSONS LIVING DOWN a LONG DIRT ROAD

I did not realize it at the time, but living in rural South Carolina, down a dirt road was a gift to my childhood that keeps on giving.

• I learned that stray dogs can become your best friend.

• Pulling, shucking, bagging and freezing

corn is a delicious reward months later.

• If you are kind to the milkman, he will bring

you candy.

• It’s okay to drive your daddy’s truck in a

ditch when you are ten years old.

• You only need three pairs of shoes: tennis, school and a pair for Sunday worship.

• You can make a fun toy out of thread and a button.

• You learn how to eavesdrop on a party line.

• Not all snakes are bad snakes.

• You learn to appreciate the Bookmobile.

• You learn how to drive a John Deere tractor.

• Don’t play with a bumblebee.

• You can become a figure skater on left over

soybeans in the back of old dump truck.

• You learn how to build mansions from tomato crates.

• Mud puddles can provide hours of entertainment.

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Okay, so why are these lessons so special?

I learned about compassion, the value of hard work, and that simple acts of kindness are rewarding.

Forgiveness is an important quality when you or other folks mess up or land in a ditch.

Simplicity is a great way to live. You don’t have to spend lots of money to be entertained.

It’s okay to be mischievous.

Education and curiosity are essential for maturing and learning how to be a balanced individual.

Have courage to do things that make you uncomfortable.

Watch out for venomous critters; they are a lot like venomous people.

And one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself is to develop an amazing imagination and always dream big.

All of these lessons have one great conclusion: it’s learning to be a happy with yourself.

“I am the only person in the world I should like to know thoroughly.” Oscar Wilde “Be a pineapple; stand tall, wear a crown and be sweet on the inside.” Unknown

Jane is the best-selling author of four books and a professional Southern humorist.

For speaking engagements visit janeherlong.com

PATRIOTISM v. PATRIOTISM

The English writer Samuel Johnson wrote that “patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel,” and I believe he meant that some of us cloak ourselves in what we say is patriotism without really caring for our country, or more importantly, our fellow citizens. President Reagan recommended that “if we love our country, we should also love our countrymen.”

Frankly, I agree with both. Patriotism is important, I think, in the smooth running of a nation we love. But taken to extremes, it can make us think we’re better than everyone else, that we’re an exceptional nation, that our opinion matters more, or that a principle we believe controls all else (I chauvinistically believe we’re exceptional, but that doesn’t mean we should act like it).

I’m willing to bet that not a single reader of this essay truly believes he or she is right all the time, doesn’t have to share, and should always have his or her way; that compromise is bad and you don’t have to consider someone else’s thoughts or beliefs if they don’t agree with yours. Instead, we are a sharing people, whether it be a toy or our last morsel of bread. We have sense enough to understand we certainly are not always right, but frequently are wrong (and wrong-headed). We were taught to respect others’ opinions just as the Golden Rule prescribes, and whether we agree with those opinions is irrelevant. In my home, and probably in yours, it was certain that no one person is right all the time, that two heads (or more) are better than one—meaning discussing, and debating, and talking over a problem together elicits more ideas and remedies than when we act or think alone.

Of course, we love these United States of America, but we must remind ourselves of the first word in our country’s name: united. Not that each of us is the same in all, or any, ways, but that we are united in our love of freedom, the ability to worship as we like, or not worship at all; the liberty to pursue happiness, whether or not we succeed in finding it; the freedom to provide for our families; and on and on and on. But these freedoms require duty and obligation, don’t they? We have an obligation to our communities, to help one another, to consider each other’s thoughts and opinions. Sometimes, we have an

obligation to be quiet when what we want to say is hurtful or hateful. No where in our Founders’ writings or our nation’s Declaration or Constitution or other near-sacred documents will we find where anyone espoused the right to hate or be violent or that we’re better than other people. We may belong to a certain political party, but that doesn’t mean we’re patriotic just because we’re a Republican or Democrat or Independent or Libertarian, or anything else.

We’re patriotic because we care enough to believe in the oft-messy process of democracy, trust that it works, pray that it works, and participate in its working and in making it better and better. In no dictionary will we find that partisanship and patriotism are the same.

When I was a little boy, my parents took me with them when they voted. Because of where we lived, in the polling place of a small southern town, we saw all sorts of friends, neighbors, acquaintances, and folks from all walks of life: young, old, male, female, rich, poor, black, white, middle class, farmers, manufacturers, teachers, mill workers, students, preachers, and the list goes on. Some people dressed in nicer clothes because voting was an important right and an equally important duty, and it was a symbol of respect. What we did not see or hear were complaints about the long line or wait; we didn’t hear folks asking for whom we were voting or encouraging us to vote for whom they were voting; and folks in our town would never have been tacky enough to belittle anyone for voting for a different candidate. I was taught from the beginning never to vote a straight ticket because just as no one person has all the correct answers to our ills, neither does any one party. I also was taught to get over myself quickly if the person for whom I voted didn’t win, followed by daddy saying, “son, the Republic will survive, and we have plenty of other chances to vote.” Hear, hear.

In my opinion, a true patriot never resorts to violence and has no need to tell others “I’m a patriot and true American,” because it should be evident in the way one behaves. Our Founders wanted us to have freedom and liberty, but they did not say we had a right to be successful or happy (just to pursue them), nor did they provide any indication that we had a right to infringe on someone else’s rights. Regardless of what some may argue, no one forces me to worship, or to

worship a certain way. No one tells me where and how I must work, except my employer. No one tells me our nation’s success may be obtained without everyone working together. To borrow one of Franklin Roosevelt’s metaphors, I may dislike my neighbors’ political beliefs, but you can bet your life that I’ll get my hose pipe and help them if their house is burning down, or in whatever way I can.

Yes, we have the right to make our own choices, but don’t you agree that this right stops at the point where someone else has the right to make his or her own choices? Neither our Founders, nor God, nor our parents and teachers gave us the right even to think about forcing our choices on anyone else.

I like something attributed to John F. Kennedy: “I look forward to a great future for America—a future in which our country will match its military strength with our moral restraint, its wealth with our wisdom, its power with our purpose.” At least as important is something Abraham Lincoln wrote: “my dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as the last best hope of earth.”

Finally, like me, you often may find yourself drawn to the generation raised during the Great Depression and World War II. Not only were they hardy folks, but they were humble. With allies, they beat back some of the strongest and most evil forces in history, but they didn’t puff out their chests or strut around and tell everyone how great they were. To their way of thinking, humility and being grateful was becoming to an American, and they were doing simply what needed to be done. What do you think about returning to that humility in our generation?

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would like to point out that a very important word was left out of the iconic jingle, “Baseball, hot dogs, apple pie and Chevrolet, they go together in the good ol' USA.” If this jingle was meant to epitomize American culture, I dare say the word “quilt” should have been added. Afterall, what is more vintage Americana than a quilt, right?

In the early years of American colonization, quilts were made out of necessity from pieces of scrap material or old clothing and the purpose was simple…warmth. Many years later when fabric was more readily available and affordable and sewing machines made their debut, quilts became more intricate and the stitching more sophisticated. Quilts became not only family heirlooms, but works of art. They told a story, a tapestry of history and culture sewn together with love.

Too cheesy? Maybe. But true, nonetheless.

Quilts were, and still are, true labors of love.

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We all remember seeing these magnificent colorful creations laying across our grandmother’s beds, decorating the backs of our mother’s couches and now, as part of modern “farmhouse chic”, folded on blanket ladders. What other ways have these pieces of Appalachian-inspired art transformed over the years? They transformed into painted wood blocks on the sides of barns.

In many cases, when there are a dozen or more in one geographic region, they become part of a system of quilt trails that are now dotted all over the country.

The Quilt Trail project began in Ohio by Donna Sue Groves. Donna simply wanted a quilt square painted on her barn as a way to honor her mother. This led to dozens of barn quilts around the area, which led to a driving tour. It became not only a great way to honor the tradition of quilting, but the effort also grew tourism in the town.

In the spring of 2009, Oconee County became the first county in South Carolina to embrace the Quilt Trail concept. The founding group thought that extending the Quilt Trail to homes, historic buildings, public buildings, destination venues, and businesses would be a good way to preserve the area's heritage and promote the Upstate.

PHOTOS ON THIS PAGE BY KARIN EMMONS

The Upstate Heritage Quilt Trail (UHQT) receives enormous support from the participating communities in Anderson, Oconee, and Pickens Counties. It is a

collaborative effort by many organizations, businesses, and individuals, with quilts being painted by students, community groups, individual families, and volunteers. The UHQT motto: “Every Quilt Tells a Story and Every Story Leads to a Discovery.”

Today there are over 265 quilts on the UHQT and each one is based on an actual fabric quilt with its own unique story.

Exploring the trail is a great “vintage” adventure through the beautiful, rolling landscape of the South Carolina Upstate.

Go exploring and stop off at local eateries, small “mom and pop” shops, antique stores, and the quaint wineries, breweries, and coffee shops. And definitely, most definitely, take some pictures along the way.

For information on the trail and to read the story about each quilt, visit their website at www.uhqt.org.

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#42 crossed canoes: Wildwater 1251-A Academy Road, Long Creek

#248 granny nell's hexagon squares: 1861 Highway 59, Westminster

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#223 double Wedding ring: Nix Barn / 1281 Mile Creek Road, Six Mile

#148 Nine square: Grant Barn 220 Back Park Road, Pickens

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#133 CRAZY QUILT (top) : PHOTO BY KARIN EMMONS

Link Farm 1606 Davenhower Road, Pendleton #77 OAK LEAF (Bottom) : PHOTO BY CHERYL POSTON

Hitchcock Century Farm 1034 Anderson Highway, Easley

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#240 STASH FROM THE PAST: 352 George Brock Road, Belton

#92 My blue ridge: Harris Barn 650 Deer Creek Lane, Fair Play

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ational Heritage Areas are places where historic, cultural, and natural resources combine to form cohesive, nationally important landscapes. Unlike national parks, National Heritage Areas are large livedin landscapes — the cities and communities we all call “home.” Consequently, National Heritage Areas collaborate with communities to determine how to make heritage relevant to local interests and needs.

In 1984, the first National Heritage Area, Illinois and Michigan Canal National Heritage Area, was signed into law by President Ronald Reagan. In his dedication speech, Reagan referred to National Heritage Areas as "a new kind of national park" that married heritage conservation, recreation, and economic development.

Today, the program includes 55 National Heritage Areas across the country.

South Carolina has two National Heritage Areas: the South Carolina National Heritage Corridor and the Gullah Geechee Cultural Heritage Corridor. The South Carolina National Heritage Corridor was designated by Congress in 1996 and covers 17 counties of the state, from the mountains to the sea.

Since its inception it has awarded over 19 million dollars to local community projects such as the the creation of mountain bike trails on Stumphouse Mountain in Oconee, streetscape improvements in the City of Greenwood, downtown signage in Historic Edgefield, kayak launch docks in Dorchester, historic renovations at McLeod Plantation Historic Site in Charleston, and much more. If you are driving through a community of the Heritage Corridor, you are seeing the investment of this program.

In addition to grants and on-going community development and technical assistance, the Heritage Corridor also manages or partners on several large-scale, statewide projects. A few of those include Paddle SC (www.gopaddlesc.com), the SC7 project (www.southcarolina7.com), YES! – Youth for Environmental Sustainability (www.wewillbethechange.com), SC Environmental Education (www.eeinsc.org), Barbados Carolina Connection (barbadoscarolinas.org), and the Southern Edge Magazine (www.thesouthernedgemagazine.com).

The Gullah Geechee Cultural Heritage Corridor is managed by the Gullah Geechee Commission. The Corridor was created to recognize and honor the unique culture of the Gullah Geechee people, descendants of Africans who were enslaved on the rice, indigo and Sea Island cotton plantations of the lower Atlantic coast. On these plantations, the number of enslaved black people greatly outnumbered whites. As a result, they and their descendants were able to maintain many of their West African cultural practices that are still alive to this day. These cultural expressions include the unique Gullah language; arts and crafts like sweetgrass basketmaking, quilting and net-making; religious expressions such as the Ring Shout; and their foodways which continuously impact Southern cooking.

As new development and gentrification continue to change the Gullah Geechee landscape, locals and activists have a budding interest in learning about and preserving the various facets of Gullah Geechee life. The Gullah Geechee Cultural Heritage Corridor Commission preserves and educates the public on the contributions and significance of the Gullah Geechee people that have forever impacted American history and culture today.

The Commission helps public and private entities engaged in interpreting Gullah Geechee history – these entities include museums, visitor/welcome centers, national parks, and Gullah Geechee heritage sites. The Commission also regularly partners with schools, library systems, heritage sites, museums, and community groups to develop public educational programs such as virtual tours conducted by historical sites within the corridor, or a Gullah language program hosted by an expert in the field.

The Gullah Geechee Cultural Heritage Corridor tells the forgotten stories of the Gullah Geechee and encourages conversations on what it means to honor and protect this culture. To learn more about the Gullah Geechee Cultural Heritage Corridor Commission, visit gullahgeecheecorridor.org.

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POPLAR FOREST

Words by Darlene Greene / Photos Courtesy of Cheryl Key & Jefferson's Poplar Forest

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Turning onto a packed dirt lane, moving A President’s Retreat

through gentle woodlands and rolling green fields, you can almost hear the creak of wagon wheels. It is easy to imagine the soft tinkling sound of the bell, one of the first odometers, attached to his wheels, announcing the arrival of the man that was so instrumental in shaping this country. It is easy to feel similar anticipation at the first glimpse of the majestic golden columns and soft red clay bricks of Poplar Forest. Thomas Jefferson’s beloved retreat from the endless stream of visitors, guests, and family at his primary home, Monticello in Charlottesville, VA. As he grew older, Jefferson sought refuge from public life at the Bedford county plantation inherited from his wife, Martha, by making the 90+ mile journey several times a year to do what he loved most; to think, to study and to read.

The retreat Jefferson designed and built is another monument to his skill as an architect and mathematician – an octagonal home with octagonal rooms and privies.

After 3 years of designing, construction of Poplar Forest began in 1806, while he was President. Jefferson traveled to Poplar Forest to assist in laying the foundation himself since the brick mason had difficulty with the octagonal shape. The elegant geometry of Poplar Forest includes 4 interior rooms of elongated octagons surrounding a two-story center room, a perfect 20’ x 20’ square. One of the most striking features of the center room is the sixteen-foot skylight which provides beautiful lighting by day and a peak of the stars at night. The octagonal rooms feature large windows which offer abundant natural light, even on cloudy days.

As horticulture was one of Jefferson’s passions, he carefully planned the grounds and gardens surrounding Poplar Forest. The house is flanked by two large grassy mounds which shield the charming, octagonal privies from view. The circular, stone-paved carriage drive at the front of the house has been meticulously preserved and restored to its original appearance. The basic construction of Poplar Forest was completed in 1812 but, by 1814, Jefferson had designed and begun construction on a service wing.

In 1984, Poplar Forest was purchased by THE RESTORATION

the nonprofit, Corporation for Jefferson’s Poplar Forest, and by 1986, the property was opened to the public for visitation.

Jefferson gave Poplar Forest to his grandson, Francis Eppes in 1823 but, by 1828, Eppes sold the property and it remained in private hands until rescued by the Corporation.

Preservation and archeological excavation began in earnest. The Corporation’s initial purchase was for the home and 50 acres but over the years, the nonprofit has been able to purchase an additional 565 acres of the original 4800 Jefferson inherited.

Over the last 37 years, much has been learned about the life Jefferson led when in residence at Poplar Forest. The restoration of the house to its original state has been an exacting and painstaking process. Most of the interior had to be stripped away and rebuilt to Jefferson’s original specifications.

Since fire destroyed much of the interior wood features, artisans have carefully recreated the doors, moldings, flooring, and windows to replicate them as they were in Jefferson’s day.

Today, Poplar Forest is a testament to the genius of Thomas VISITING POPLAR FOREST

Jefferson’s design and insight to his private, contemplative lifestyle.

“Considered to be his most mature architectural accomplishment, Poplar Forest is now hosting approximately 28,000 visitors each year,” said current CEO, Alyson Ramsey. The Corporation has taken steps to ensure that all the history of Jefferson’s retreat is shared in an authentic fashion and exhibits include the archeology laboratory, the slave quarters site, and the restoration workshop.

The Corporation offers numerous learning opportunities and education programs at Poplar Forest including graduate and undergraduate internships, as well as architectural history and archaeology field school programs.

Poplar Forest hosts a variety of events throughout the year from historical theater to wine tastings to academic lectures. While the restoration of the house is almost complete, the Corporation is working diligently on restoring the grounds and gardens to reflect Jefferson’s original design and planting. Currently underway are plans for a new entrance to the property which will provide visitors with the opportunity to hike or bike the 4+ mile drive up to the house and enjoy the woodland and green fields surrounding the historical landmark.

One of the most popular events held is the 4th of July celebration which includes colonial-style entertainment and games along with demonstrations by colonial artisans and craftspeople. This year, a reading of the Declaration of Independence to celebrate the 245th anniversary of its signing is also part of the festivities. Grounds admission to the Independence Day event is $10 for adults, children 15 and under are free. Tours of the octagonal villa are available for an additional fee.

The Fall season offers a family-friendly festival to celebrate fall’s bounty to be held this year on October 23rd from 10a to 5:00p. Music and live demonstrations by historic candy makers, apple presses and other artisans give families the opportunity to experience what life was like in Jefferson’s day. Children can enjoy the petting zoo and parents can shop and support local crafters, artisans, and food vendors. Admission is $10 for adults (13+) and $5 for children age 6-12. Children under 6 are admitted free.

Jefferson, in today’s vernacular, would be called a “foodie.” Since Virginia is considered the “birthplace of American Wine,” it is no surprise that Jefferson collaborated with Philip Mazzei, an Italian viticulturist from Tuscany to form the Virginia Wine Company in 1774. To celebrate Jefferson’s legacy as the Father of Virginia wine, Poplar Forest hosts an annual Wine Festival, held this year on November 13th from 11a to 5p. Tastings from more than a dozen regional wineries, live music, and food from local vendors are just part of the fun. A Jefferson VIP ticket includes access to a private tent on the South lawn, heavy hors d’oeuvres, exclusive tastings, and a private audience with Mr. Jefferson himself. All proceeds from this event support the ongoing restoration, preservation, and

interpretation of this historic landmark. Tickets to this event range from $25 for general admission to $125 per person for the VIP tasting. Non-tasting ticket prices are also offered. Children 6 and under are admitted free. Visit the website, www.poplarforest.org for more details.

Whether you are a lover of history, architecture, nature parks, or the legacy of one of our most cherished Founding Fathers, you want to visit Poplar Forest. There is much to see, do, and learn about the man, the lifestyle and the community of free and enslaved people that worked and lived at Jefferson’s private retreat.

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Drayton Hall's

Foreword by George McDaniel / Photos by Warren LeMay (Flickr)

with Michelle McCollum What are these thoughts? Why do different people perceive the same place in different ways? Wouldn’t answers, given in a respectful manner, help us to better understand the other person? Could a process be developed in which different people share their thoughts and feelings about a place, and could that process help to bring disparate people in our community together?

But life forces us to think beyond either/or choices. When we breathe, we have to both exhale and inhale. To live, we both work and rest; we both change and continue. If this is so, why can’t a plantation like Drayton Hall or any historic place be multiple things to different people, and a divergent perspective still be “right?”

Are there models for such? The good news is that the book "Drayton Hall’s Stories: Perspectives on a Place and Its People” provides one. About this one historic plantation site, Drayton Hall, are the perspectives of Drayton descendants, African American descendants, staff, board members, donors, and professional historians, architects, conservators, and tourism leaders. Among them is Michelle McCollum, director of the South Carolina Heritage Corridor, who shares her thoughts about that one place and explains her thoughts and feelings not only about it but about history and how it can be used to build a community for the future.

When one travels, one sees this truth made real on the landscape. One place means different things to different people, yet the place remains the same. We see that truth not just as we travel, but as we live in our own family and community.

She reminds us that if we look with fresh eyes around us, we may well see a “Drayton Hall’ nearby, whether it be a building, a road, a park, a river, or wetlands.

That place we all value might serve to bring disparate parts of our community together and enable us to discuss in civil ways our different, but shared heritage. The SC National Heritage Corridor, www.scnhc.org, and I stand ready to aid, using this book about a place and its stories as a starting point. Contact gmcdaniel4444@gmail.com to learn more.

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hen you look at a historic plantation like Drayton Hall, you may see a place of beauty. Another person may see a place of oppression. Another may see exceptional architecture. Another may see a home.

Which is it? Our inclination is to choose one and then defend our choice by showing how we are “right” and the others, if not “wrong,” then less right.

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What is your background? What led you to Drayton Hall?

Growing up in the Upstate of South Carolina, my brother and I were very lucky because our parents took us to historic sites whenever they could. They instilled in us an appreciation of the past, which seeded my educational journey as a history major.

When I visited Drayton Hall for the first time in my later teens, my love of history made me look at the site perhaps differently than someone being introduced to a historic site for the first time. I looked with an open mind and wondered, “What did that site look like and mean to the people in its time period? How would I have felt as a person growing up at Drayton Hall?”

Many people are drawn to history and reflect on such questions when they visit historic sites. However, I do think visitors to these sites need help with their imagination and understanding via interpretive programming.

WHY ARE HISTORIC SITES IMPORTANT TODAY? Historic sites and history museums give us a sense of who we are as a people by helping us understand where we've been. They enable us to go back and experience, to some degree, what things were like in the past, thus providing context for the present.

AMONG TODAY'S COMPETING PRIORITIES WHEN TIME IS IN HIGH DEMAND, WHY SHOULD PEOPLE CARE ABOUT HISTORIC SITES? Today’s tourists care about more than “sun and sand” experiences. Historic sites provide an in-depth immersion into the past and provide a sense of place that people want when they travel. They introduce people to the places they are visiting and impart a greater understanding of where they are and why that place is important. For locals, historic sites ground them and provide a sense of belonging to a place and a people.

IF PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED IN HISTORY AND IF A SITE IS A GOOD RESOURCE FOR THEM, WHY IS VISITATION TO HISTORIC SITES AND HISTORY MUSEUMS FLAT TO DECLINING? In my 25-year career in heritage tourism, I have seen visitation numbers rise and fall. While I’m a supporter of the STEM curriculum (science, technology, engineering, and math), the fact that we are no longer focusing on history and civics is affecting young people’s desire to visit and experience historic sites. We are losing our love of history and respect of place. That's very troubling and is going to negatively impact sites like Drayton Hall.

ABOVE: Caretaker's House LEFT: Scenic View of the Ashley River

WHAT IS THE REMEDY FOR FLAT TO DECLINING VISITATION? I believe the remedy starts at home with parents instilling a sense of responsibility to know the history of our people. In schools, we must tell the history of this nation in a way that we are not ashamed of, nor egotistical about, but as a human story and provide context to our progression as a country. Our interpretation of sites needs to be transformed and become more holistic, telling both the good and ugly aspects of life.

Among historic sites, Drayton Hall has been a leader.

The unfortunate thing is that a lot of wonderful sites are all competing for the same target audience and the same small piece of the tourism marketing pie. To remedy that, historic sites should market collectively. That is a hard thing to do because everybody is afraid that if they invest money into a marketing partnership, someone else is going to benefit from the dollars that they invest. Offerings like the Charleston Heritage Federation and the heritage passport at a discounted price are useful examples of such a partnership.

Communicating time management is also important because historic sites like Drayton Hall can become a full-day experience or one of an hour or two. Since their time is valuable, visitors need to understand a site’s offerings as they are making decisions about where to invest their limited time. And, most importantly, visitors need to feel as if they received a quality experience for their investment of time and money.

IF YOU WERE TEACHING A COURSE IN TOURISM, HOW MIGHT YOU USE DRAYTON HALL? WHAT CONTEMPORARY ISSUES MIGHT HISTORIC SITES OR PLANTATION SITES LIKE DRAYTON HALL ADDRESS? I don't want it to ever become politically incorrect to visit a historic plantation.

Historic sites and especially plantation sites could do a magnificent job of bringing the African American story to light and telling it in a sensitive way. I’d market plantations with the message, “We're here to tell the history. Please come and talk. Let's have a dialogue. We invite you to become an interactive part of what we're doing.” Today, the marketing message must be refined and become more invitational. We don't want to talk to you. We want to talk with you.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ARE THE IMPORTANT FACTORS THAT VISITORS HAVE IN THEIR MINDS WHEN MAKING DECISIONS ABOUT WHAT TO DO WITH THIER TIME WHEN THEY VISIT A TOWN OR CITY AND WHETHER TO VISIT A HISTORIC SITE? When visitors are considering a visit to a historic site, they weigh cost versus value.

It's that simple. What is the cost? Does the value equal the price? The price is not only money, but time. As for value, visitors are also looking for amenities as well as great interpretation and programming. Once on site, places to sit and rest and to appreciate the place are important. People enjoy the opportunity to be contemplative about the place where they are.

If you want to keep people for a longer period of time, they need opportunities to buy food and beverage. If you don't have those two things, you're not going to keep them for long. At the very least, let visitors know to bring a picnic and enjoy the grounds. Because people want to be able to buy something to take with them from that site, a good shopping experience is important.

LEFT: Well on the grounds / TOP: Drawing Room BOTTOM: Privy c. 1791

LOOKING BACK ON YOUR CAREER, WHAT ARE SOME LESSONS YOU'VE LEARNED? One lesson: a compelling story is not enough. You've got to network with people.

You've got to build a coalition of supporters around you and to talk to political leaders.

You have to engage all of your resources.

You can't simply protect your site and think people are going to come. You've got to get away from your site and engage people and pull them to you.

I have this quotation on my office wall: “In the end, we will conserve only what we love.

We will love only what we understand. And we will understand only what we’re taught.”

While that quote focused on conservation, it's just as fitting for historic preservation.

WHY ARE HERITAGE CORRIDORS OR REGIONAL TRAILS IMPORTANT TO HISTORIC SITES AND DRAYTON HALL? While the mandate of a heritage corridor or trail is conservation, preservation and education - economic development is critical. Why? Because people aren't going to worry about saving a historic building if their water quality is bad or roads are crumbling. Only when a community is vibrant and sustainable do they start investing in preservation. The holistic approach of heritage trails helps sites because it leads to ensuring that preservation and sites are part of the conversation about the overall economic development of the community. By creating partnerships, preservation and historic sites get a place at the table.

WHAT ASSETS OR DEBITS DO YOU THINK WE AT DRAYTON HALL OR OTHER MUSEUMS OFTEN OVERLOOK? Please understand I’m painting with a wide brushstroke of historic sites. While the staff of historic sites may be passionate about their particular site, many assume that everybody else is just as passionate. If not, it's because they don't care. We've got to get better at not only engaging people on our site, but beyond. Branding and marketing are crucial and must constantly change in response to the times. The way Drayton Hall branded itself four years ago is not the way it can successfully brand itself today.

The marketing of historic sites is too slow in changing. And programming cannot be boring. I repeat, it cannot be boring.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MEMORY OR STORY ABOUT DRAYTON HALL? The memory that stands out is when I was by myself along the Ashley River. The SC Heritage Corridor had recently helped fund the interpretive project where you carried around an iPad that played a DVD, which presented the stories as you walked from one place to another on Drayton Hall’s landscape. You invited me out, handed me an iPad, and told me to go and enjoy. The weather was perfect. It was early morning, quiet. I walked around, listening to that interpretive program on the DVD, seeing the people and hearing their stories. I could see where I was standing and hear the people, see old photographs, and understand how it all connected. I remember being out near the river, sitting and listening to one of the stories, and becoming emotional. As I walked back to the house, I felt as if I was surrounded by people from Drayton Hall’s past. That’s my favorite memory of Drayton Hall.

TOP RIGHT: View f rom f ront portico LEFT: George W. McDaniel Education Center

IF SOMEBODY WAVED A MAGIC WAND MAKING YOU THE DIRECTOR OF DRAYTON HALL OR OF A HISTORIC SITE, WHAT WOULD YOU AIM FOR? If I could wave a magic wand, I’d say: “Let's move forward. Let’s have meaningful conversations about race and history, get different state agencies and community and nonprofit organizations together, develop strategies, even beginning with small steps, but let’s get started and move past the blame game or silencing people.” If everyone retreats to their separate corners of sensitive issues, conversation and dialogue will stop.

We cannot let this happen.

I'm worried about our historic sites, especially here in the South. We've got to be proactive and craft a better narrative for ourselves. I feel that historic plantations are where honest conversations are happening, thanks to the work you've done with the Bowens family at Drayton Hall, or Joseph McGill at Magnolia, or Middleton Place or McLeod. It's a great opportunity for these historic plantations to really encourage people to come visit and have conversations in a safe and respectful manner. Respect is the key.

ABOVE: Library LEFT: Great Room

The Southern Campaign of the American Revolution CAMDEN'S REVOLUTIONARY WAR VISITOR CENTER

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First, the RWVC is an essential starting point for everyone interested in the Revolutionary War. We’ve all seen the movies about our founding mothers and fathers who put everything on the line over two hundred years ago. At the RWVC, you can delve into the actual controversies that led to the war and explore the actions and beliefs that led up to our fight for independence. The exhibit’s multi-media and interactive components allow guests to think about what THEY would have done if faced with the decision to fight for independence or to fight to remain a part of the British Empire. We all THINK we would have been patriots – but would we?

Second, all too often, popular histories of the American Revolution focus on Boston and New York, New Jersey and Pennsylvania, and, of course, Yorktown, Virginia. As important as those cities and colonies were to the American victory, the Southern Campaign was equally important to American independence. Without General Nathanael Greene’s Continental Army, the partisan forces of people like Francis Marion, John Sevier, Elijah Clark, and Andrew Pickens, and civilians like

Rebecca Motte and Emily Geiger refusing to knuckle under to the mighty British army, then the thirteen colonies might never have become the United States of America. From the “Shot heard ‘round the world” to the 1782 British evacuation of Charleston, the story of the American Revolution and the Southern Campaign comes to life for guests at the RWVC. Third, fourth, and fifth – how many people today know what the Southern Campaign was or how it fit within the larger Revolutionary War experience? Expertly curated panels at the Revolutionary War Visitor Center examine the causes, the participants, and the outcome of the war with a focus on the Southern Campaign and the more than 200 battles and skirmishes fought in South Carolina in 1780-81.

Briefly! After more than three years of fighting in the northern colonies ended in a stalemate, the British turned their attention to the south. Their “Southern Strategy” was to invade and subdue the southern colonies with the support of the huge number of loyal colonists that the British just knew were the

majority of the population. Once Georgia, South Carolina, and North Carolina were in the control of the Loyalists, the southern component of the British Army could march north through Virginia and link up with their forces in New York. The thirteen colonies would be cut in half and the rebels in New England would beg for peace.

The strategy began well in Georgia with the fall of Savannah on December 29, 1778 and the installation of a Royal Governor. On March 29, 1780, the British Army lay siege to Charleston and South Carolina’s capital fell on May 12. When the city surrendered, more than 5,000 Continental soldiers became prisoners of war and members of the colony's civilian government were either imprisoned or on the run. From Charleston, the British spread out into the interior of South Carolina to establish fortified bases from which they could control the colony.

One of these garrisons was located on the main route toward North Carolina. That post was Camden.

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The Battle of Camden took place on August 16, 1780. Here, General Charles, Lord Cornwallis and the British Army defeated a second Continental Army in less than four months. This devastating loss tested the resolve of the American Patriots and, for many, the war in the South seemed lost. Then, on October 7, American militia and Overmountain men from Tennessee soundly defeated British Loyalists at Kings Mountain. In January 1781, Daniel Morgan’s Continentals and militia forces defeated another British force (under the hated Banastre Tarleton) at the Battle of Cowpens. For the rest of 1781, the British and the Americans fought throughout the Southern colonies. Although the Continental Army never seemed to be able to defeat the British, they also never allowed the enemy army time to “rest.” In April 1781, General Cornwallis and his troops abandoned their pursuit of the Continental Army, marched to Virginia and, eventually, to Yorktown. The Southern Continental Army marched back into South Carolina.

While the American and British armies traded blows in North Carolina, Patriot partisans in South Carolina and Georgia continued to attack British garrisons, Loyalists regiments and British Army Regulars. When the Continental Army returned to South Carolina, regular soldiers and patriot partisans fought together to

take back South Carolina and Georgia.

The determination and perseverance of the Continental Army, the partisan militia, and civilian patriots helped forge the United States of America. The RWVC at Camden tells you their story.

Finally, in anticipation of the 250th anniversary of the American Revolution, the RWVC has partnered with The Liberty Trail, an innovative driving trail that links Revolutionary War sites from Charleston to Cowpens, with the South Carolina Battleground Preservation Trust, and with The South Carolina American Revolution 250th Commission to begin the important work to educate our guests about the Revolution and the Southern Campaign. The Visitor Center also provides information about other Revolutionary War sites in South Carolina and its central location allows guests to “headquarter” in Camden and take day trips to over forty sites ranging from national and state parks to historical markers. Charleston, Cowpens National Park, Kings Mountain, and Ninety Six National Historic Site are all within a two hour drive of Camden. Our guests, like the British in 1780, will find that Camden is the perfect spot to stay while traveling to other important sites in South Carolina. And we promise that the staff at the Revolutionary War Visitor Center at Camden will be a great deal nicer to today’s guests than our ancestors were to the British.

LET US HELP YOU DISCOVER CAMDEN & KERSHAW COUNTY Words by Suzi Sale

While the new Revolutionary War Visitor Center at Camden is the gateway to the Southern Campaign of the American Revolution, the center also serves as a welcoming doorway into all that Camden and Kershaw County have to offer.

Whether you are a traveler visiting the area for the first time, or a returning visitor seeking to experience more of our easy, classic southern hospitality, our Guest Services staff can help you plan your stay.

Visitors will enjoy historic architecture, beautiful landmarks, charming communities with bustling businesses and quaint downtown streets – all contributing to an authentic Carolina lifestyle. In fact, our destination is ideal for delivering big city amenities without compromising our small town feel.

Here, there is something for everyone, every day: Tour historic sites, antebellum neighborhoods and lush green parks Uncover treasures at our antique shops, museums and galleries Experience our exceptional sporting lifestyle Explore our state’s newly designated Arts & Cultural District in Camden Dine day and night in quaint eateries along tree-lined avenues Join the revelry at our world famous equine events Kick back at our classic annual festivals Whether your visit be long or short, we know you will fall in love with the place we call home.

Designed as the cornerstone of the complex, the Public House replicates Camden’s ‘Old Tavern’. The tavern was the place where travelers and locals alike would stop in off the dusty roads to hear the latest – from gossip to critical news.

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Recipes

Food and memories go together like “peas and carrots.” Even simple things like an ice-cold bottled Coca-Cola transporting you back to the old country store with your grandpa or the smell of your mom’s pumpkin pie triggering memories of a childhood Thanksgiving. The taste and smell of food can bring back remembrances not just of the food itself, but of deeper memories of a place in time. Food enables us to stay connected to each other and our past, and, food is a wonderful way to pass along fond memories of and with family and friends. Take some time this summer to bake that memorable dish from your past. And, maybe even create a new one that will evoke memories of YOUR kitchen decades from now.

As our team talked about this special issue, we thought sharing vintage recipes would fit perfectly with our theme. I am sharing two recipes that are etched into my memory bank, one from my great grandma and the other from my mother.

They bring back so many fond memories of my childhood and I had a blast making them again for this issue. No measuring utensils will be used. We’re doing this “Grandma Cole style”.

And, although we typically promote healthy eating, for the sake of nostalgia, we encourage you to use whole milk, lots of butter, and plenty of mayo – Duke’s, of course.

This is not the “pear salad” of today’s restaurants with fancy lettuce and vinaigrette dressing. It’s the old-timey pear salad even a kid can make. And I did when I was young. A lot. It was Mama’s way of getting me involved in the kitchen, and was a nice, relatively healthy summer dessert.

PEAR SALAD: You’ll need canned Barlett pears, Duke’s mayonnaise (I’m yelling here…Duke's!), finely grated cheddar cheese, maraschino cherries, and lettuce leaves.

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Lay out the lettuce leaves and place a pear half on each leaf. Place a dollop of Duke’s in the center of the pear. Add grated cheese and top it off with a cherry. Voila.

Great way to put some South in your mouth!

This recipe is very simple, which is why Grandma Cole fixed it as a side dish for almost every meal when I was at her house. And I was there a lot in my early years.

I remember those summer days, windows open, white curtains blowing with the breeze, Papa working in the garden (not the backyard variety, a huge garden that fed the family) and when she would put on her apron, I knew I was in for a treat.

She made everything taste amazing, but this dish was my favorite!

English Pea Dumplins (no “g”): You’ll need peas (frozen or canned is fine, but fresh is always best), whole milk, a can of biscuits (if you’re a better cook than me by all means make homemade dumplins, Grandma Cole would be proud), butter, salt, and pepper. Place the peas in a pot, cover with water, and boil until they are tender. Drain and add milk, butter, salt, and pepper. Bring to a boil.

Once boiling. Toss in your biscuits or your homemade dumplins. Let them cook in the boiling milk for two minutes, then gently flip each one to cook both sides. When they are no longer sticky, they should be done. Don’t overcook. As the chef, it is your right to pull one out for a taste test to confirm. Serve immediately.

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The moment I stepped into the United States from Japan, my exposure to the Southern culture began. And it’s no secret that food is a huge part of Southern culture. My late mother-in-law made sure that I never went hungry. The wonderful meals she cooked made me feel like the South was becoming my home away from home. People don’t call it “comfort food” for no reason. She never cooked using recipes. One day I will perfect my pimento cheese until it’s creamy and airy like hers.

FRANCIS' NO-RECIPE CREAMY PIMENTO CHEESE: Ingredients: An 8-oz block of Cracker Barrel Sharp Cheddar, shred your own Duke’s Mayonnaise, 1/3 cup to start A 4-oz jar diced pimentos, drained A pinch of Sugar Salt and Pepper

DIRECTIONS: In a bowl, add cheese, mayonnaise, and pimentos.

Use a handheld mixer or a stand mixer to mix the ingredients until creamy. Adjust texture and taste with mayonnaise, sugar, salt, and pepper.

Spread on a cracker, make a sandwich, or a pimento cheese hamburger.

My late mother-in-law Frances and her sister Mary used to hang out together all the time. In cool summer evenings they used to sit together outside and shuck corn that they purchased at a nearby farmers market earlier that morning. It was obvious that they had been doing this ritual for years. Their hands were moving fast, and so did their mouths. No matter what they were talking about, the moment was filled with laughter. We should all shuck corn together more often.

Once shucked, place corn cobs in large pot of water. Bring the water to boil over medium heat. Cover and cook for 5-7 minutes.

Serve with butter and salt… and pepper if you prefer.

For fried corn, cut the corn off the cob and simply sauté in a skillet with butter or olive oil then add salt and pepper.

Freshly harvested corn tastes the best if you keep the flavor as simple as possible!

Many of my grandmother’s (known to me as Nannie) most tasty recipes came from a heart of making the most of what she had on hand to make her house a home. Whether we are gathered around the table eating a glorious roast, or simply diving into one of her famous pound cakes, she always makes sure that we leave with our waistbands feeling a bit tighter. Maybe it’s just a southern thing, but we never end a family dinner without dessert.

Ending a southern, home cooked meal with a dessert this delicious is sure to leave your heart feeling just as warm and full as your belly!

CHOCOLATE ROLLS PASTRY: 1 cup all-purpose flour ½ cup vegetable shortening ¼ cup cold water pinch of salt

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FILLING: 3 tablespoons cocoa powder 1/3 cup butter 1/3 cup sugar

DIRECTIONS: Incorporate all pastry ingredients into a pie crust dough-like consistency, then roll out. Beat together cocoa powder, sugar, and butter until light and airy, then spread on surface of pie crust. Roll from one end, tucking the edges in (like a burrito) as you go. Bake at 350 degrees for 10-15 minutes, or until

There’s nothing that says “summer in the South” quite like a squash casserole. The rich, sweet flavors of the stick-to-your-ribs staple goes perfectly with just about any traditional southern entree. I have many fond memories of picking the best yellow squash that I could find from my grandfather’s (Papa) garden, later helping Nannie wash and slice them up for a fresh squash casserole for that evening’s get-together. Here’s to picking the best squash of all this year!

Squash Casserole Ingredients: 2 tablespoons butter, divided 4 small yellow squash, sliced (about 6 cups total) 1 small onion, diced ½ teaspoon salt ¼ teaspoon pepper 2 eggs 1 cup grated cheddar cheese ¼ cup sour cream ¼ cup Duke’s mayonnaise ¾ cup crushed Ritz crackers

DIRECTIONS: Preheat oven to 350 degrees and spray 8-inch baking dish with non-stick spray. Melt 1 tablespoon of butter in large skillet and sauté squash, onion, salt, and pepper. Cook for around 10 minutes, or until squash and onions are tender and allow to cool. In a separate bowl, mix together eggs, cheese, sour cream, and mayonnaise. Mix squash and onions into egg mixture, transfer to baking dish, and top with crushed crackers. Drizzle with remaining tablespoon of butter and cook for 30-35 minutes, or until casserole is set and the topping is golden brown.

Myrtle Beach days….

For the first 26 years of my life, my parents loaded down our travel trailer and 1974 Yellow GMC Suburban (appropriately dubbed ‘Yella Belle’) and headed east to the Grand Strand for a week at Pirateland Family Campground. After spending hours playing in the sand and waves and when the sting of too much sun and empty bellies forced us back to our campsite, I could hardly wait for Mama Stew’s Charlie Mosetti. My mama was gifted the nickname Stew (for the northern counterpart Martha Stewart) for her amazing natural gift of making any occasion, through décor or meal selection and presentation, something that could grace the cover of a Southern Living Magazine.

Now that I am much older with children of my own, I realize that there really wasn’t any ‘magic’ to this recipe. It is simple, filling, and extremely inexpensive to make. But, boy oh boy, the first bite of this dish for all of those years tasted like a million-dollar recipe! Every time I make this recipe for my family, I am reminded of all the wonderful memories of my family around that checkered tablecloth picnic table. I can almost smell the salt in the air and hear the waves crashing in the distance. This recipe serves as a gentle reminder of my Mama Stew and how she, even in the simplest of things, filled my heart with her own special magic that nurtures me every single day.

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CHARLIE MOSETTI INGREDIENTS: 3 or 4 large onions 1 green pepper 3 stalks of celery 2 pounds of ground beef Small bottle of olives (optional) Large can of mushrooms (optional)

2 large cans of tomato sauce 2 large cans of tomatoes 1 tbsp. sugar 1 pkg. thin egg noodles Salt & Pepper, to taste Sharp cheddar cheese, grated

DIRECTIONS: Cut up pepper, onions, and celery. Cook in bacon drippings or oil. Fry meat as for spaghetti. Put together when done. Add tomatoes and sauce, cut up mushrooms and olives. Simmer. Cook 8 ounces (or less) of egg noodles until done and mix with sauce. Pour in a casserole dish, top with grated cheese.

Bake for 30 minutes at 350 degrees.

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