J.A. Bolton

J.A. Bolton

Unless you have an airplane, the best way to cross Pee Dee River or any other river or creek is by bridge.

Sunday, 02 August 2020 13:40

COLUMN: A little play and a lot of work

When I was young, I stayed at my grandparents’ on their small farm while my parents worked. I really enjoyed the company of my grandparents and my uncle, who stayed with them.

At first, the many native tribes that lived along the Pee Dee River used dugout canoes to navigate the mighty river. When the white settlers came, they also used small wooden jon boats or rafts on the river.

Friday, 17 July 2020 18:00

COLUMN: Bubba goes to the beach

Several years ago my friend Bubba and I decided we would take our wives on a weekend trip to the beach. Now if you have been keeping up with my column, you know that going anywhere with Bubba is an adventure.

Friday, 10 July 2020 11:28

COLUMN: First time away from home

How many of you can remember when you left home for the first time? Was it to go into the armed forces, go off to school, get married, or just to get out on your own?

In the ‘50s and early ‘60s, a lot of folks had jobs at textile mills. Work at the mills was hard but if you were willing to work you at least had a job.

A lot of the mills closed during the week of the Fourth of July. A lot of the employees took advantage of this by spending a well-deserved vacation with their family at the beach.

Stories and history play a big part of who we are today.

Both are intermingled to make up the very fabric of who we are in our own society. Some stories that are told are as true as the Holy Scripture while others just seem to make our lives more exciting and sometimes we even get a good laugh out of them.

Friday, 19 June 2020 11:38

COLUMN: Stories of my Aunt B - Part II

Last week, I told you a little about one side of my family— how growing up in Depression times were tough on just about every family, but most families endured and became closer. I also introduced you to my Aunt B and told you about her taking over the household chores after the death of her mother and then became a mother figure to her younger sister.

Saturday, 13 June 2020 13:41

COLUMN: Stories of my Aunt B - Part I

Aunt B was one of my mom’s older sisters. There were four girls in the family of 12 children.

Each child had their own job to do on their 100-acre farm during the days of the Great Depression. They didn’t have a lot of cash, but food was always on their lazy Susan table.

In the last few weeks, I’ve been having my timber clear-cut. It’s been about 20 years since it was cut. Up until then most of our farm was in cultivation. When you harvest your timber, you should soon replant it. I’m planning to replant with longleaf pine even though I doubt I’ll ever see them mature.

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