To get to Fantasy Land, head out SC57 to Burke Road, take a right, cross the railroad, pass by the fire station and hang a right on a wonderfully named Mirage Lake Road; you are in the midst of Americana, a row of well kept homes in a dream like setting.
Category: Bill Lee’s Columns
The musings and memories of the late W.C. “Bill” Lee, a retired teacher, a professional photographer, community volunteer, columnist for The Dillon Herald, church officer and pianist, and one who served in other leadership roles. His wit and wisdom are truly missed, but can be re-lived in this series of columns.
Good Samaritans
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Sunday school lessons can be enlightening and yes, can force you to answer important questions about what you believe or should believe if you adhere to what the Good Book says at least as you understand it.
Culinary Innovation
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I grew up in a farming environment thus my early and lasting experience of consuming ‘country’ food was formed at an early age.
Dillon County Jail, c. 1927
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It is not often that one has the opportunity to listen to a first person account of a topic for a column. But my friend who was born in 1927 talked to me recently about living AT the first county jail when she was a child.
First Day
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There are all kinds of special ‘days’ such as birthdays, sales days, school days, week days, groundhog days, holidays, April fool’s day, Veterans’ day and one you may never have heard of: firstday. See below.
An Enviable Position
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Motorists driving along Dillon’s Martin Luther King Boulevard recently might have been surprised, even curious to notice a floral arrangement placed in front of the J V Martin Auditorium. There is a story behind the white carnations going all the way back to November, 1963. If you were living then, you most likely would recall the events of that history making day.
So That’s What It Means
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Several years ago, I ran across this information about the classic Christmas song THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS. Most of you would have sung it or at least would be familiar with it, but have you ever stopped to think of what many of the words in the carol really mean? Here is one explanation; author unknown.
Waiting
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I visit a friend most Saturday mornings. He is a little older than I am, has some normal physical limitations (He uses a walker mostly.)
American Exceptionalism
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There are at least two ways to look at the title for this column. One might argue that the readers will look at the title and be intrigued so that they would want to find out what the writer is talking about so in that sense, the title does what it is designed to do: capture the readers’ interest.
Youth
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Almost all of the people with whom I have contact are my age meaning old and many are residents of facilities for those who are for those both old and bothered by infirmities.