I was in the 6th or 7th grade (1964?) when I asked Nana, who left Connemara in the 1920s, “Why did you come to America?”
“To eat,” she replied.
Better Learn to Swim…
December 11, 2018 by Leave a Comment
My nomination for Pork of the Year: The $2 million down payment deftly budgeted, without public comment and without a separate council vote, for former city councilwoman/swimmer Kathleen Wilson’s dream of a $50 million aquatic and wellness center in West Ashley.
Flooding and the Mayor
November 25, 2018 by Leave a Comment
[This column by Steve Bailey was first published in the Post and Courier and is reprinted here with the permission of the author.] One campaign ends and another begins. Or does it? The next time Charlestonians go to the polls will be in a year to elect a mayor. And unlikely as it may seem, […]
The Thanksgiving Story You Probably Never Heard
November 23, 2018 by 2 Comments
The pilgrim William Bradford tells us about the first Thanksgiving. Winter was brutal. Snowbound in their hastily built houses, nearly every settler got sick; all were hungry, and half died. Spring followed, and with the help of Indians, the survivors reaped their first American harvest. English hunters went fowling in the woods, Massasoit brought in […]
Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War
November 13, 2018 by 1 Comment
[This column first appeared in the Post and Courier in a shorter version and is published here by the kind permission of the author, Simon Lewis.] Exactly one hundred years ago the Armistice was signed that ended World War I. The “War to End All Wars” had left 17 million dead and 20 million wounded. […]
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