A simple word change to Connie Francis's 1961 signature tune "Where the Boys Are" could morph that classic into the perfect theme song for aviators. "Where the birds are" seems a fitting anthem for that confederation of sky jockeys who seek the thrill of flight in jets, helicopters, and sailplanes. Those pilots are keenly aware that they invade the natural habitat of birds and take precautionary measures to avoid unwanted encounters.
If an American Revolution board game called "All Roads Lead to Camden" existed, it could well tell the story of an unacknowledged bit of local history. Pewter game tokens -- as in Monopoly's thimble, top hat, or iron -- might be tiny replicas of the following: (1) The Washington Monument, (2) a bayonet, (3) a heart, (4) double-piazza-ed mansion, (5) a china platter, (6) Masonic jewel, (7) gold-fringed sash, (8) ...
"Golf is what I do, but it's not who I am," Kelli Murphy, the No. 1 ranked junior girl golfer in South Carolina and a rising senior at Lugoff-Elgin High School, said recently.
On Mother's Day, May 12, 2013, hospice delivered a potted flower to Luvenia Sowell. It was left on her porch, for no one was home. The family had gone to church, including Mrs. Sowell, who spent this day as she had every other Sunday -- with the Lord.
As surely as the purple canopy of wisteria blooms in April, the pollen dusts the town yellow, and the azaleas pop by Master's week, Camden will endure as a horse haven. The signs are all-telling.
Consider: for 65 years, Grover Gaskin's Lion's roar has run strong, loud and proud. Born in 1918, Lions Club International's first anniversary, he is only one year younger than the world's largest service organization.
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