All day he’d been working like a locomotive, I mean he was painting, the brush strokes coming like clockwork. Then he called home. And that was that. That was all she wrote. He shook like a leaf. He started smoking…
All day he’d been working like a locomotive, I mean he was painting, the brush strokes coming like clockwork. Then he called home. And that was that. That was all she wrote. He shook like a leaf. He started smoking…
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Such a joy to see today the preservation of one of the earliest African-American owned tracts of land near Point of Pines. Thank you to the Edisto Open Land Trust for making this happen. Open to the public! Makes my…
“Edisto Island is God’s country.” – Jack McCray, author of Charleston Jazz One is struck by the many churches lining the two lane road onto Edisto … The Presbyterian Church on Edisto Island
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