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Finding our present world in such a chaotic state of affairs, one can easily retreat to our place of safety and comfort where we can choose to daydream about our yesteryears of growing up in …
Barnwell High School School classes 1960-1969 are cordially invited to attend our annual gathering which is slated for Saturday, July 27, 2024, at El BAB Shrine Club in Barnwell. Socializing, …
It was “Miss” Nonie Vincent who taught a couple of generations of children to play the piano in the small town of Barnwell from the late 1930s until the mid-1960s. Perhaps her students’ love of …
Several people have asked what it was like for me growing up in our small town of Barnwell. First off, let’s recap a number of what we shall call “statistics” just in case you have not read …
The following human interest story appeared in The Banner newspaper of Barnwell in 1987. Today, this article is presented as part of Barnwell’s history by Weesie Fickling. When the public school …
President Franklin D. Roosevelt was keenly aware of the plight of American farmers; hence, he was instrumental in establishing experimental stations throughout the United States of …
The year was 2015 when I was standing on the porch of our home on Edisto Island. Below me, the water resembled the Colorado River while rushing underneath the front porch. It was stealing our …
Oh, this story has been long in the making; however, my sister Etta Holland Mixon requested: “Oh, I know that you will put it (this story) in writing some day, but do promise me that I will be …
Going through some old newspapers, I came across this picture with the following caption: “Reunited again are some members of the infamous ‘goat car crew’ who followed every Barnwell parade in …
Isn’t it something how time has a way of simply slipping right on by? Growing up in Barnwell more often than not, the old ladies (most likely in their early forties) would say over and over, …
Welcome. Now just suppose you yourself are seated on a church bus headed to somewhere; I can’t remember. Happily, we are all friends/acquaintances chatting about one thing or …
When I first heard of our friend’s passing, my mind said, “I am happy for her. She is in a better place.” Yet, there was an immediate tug at my heart saying, “Things will never be the same. I …
