Blair Holden Has An Accident ::

I got this short note from Buster sometime during the night hours:

Blair was riding his 'English' bike and had a blowout at 30mph He is in the trauma unit in Winston Salem w/ a broken shoulder, punctured lung, broken rib, and some other assorted injuries Should be ok over time. His cell # is 366 442 5804, but I haven't been able to reach him.
Some of you are getting a little old for this stuff.  B.

Here's wishing the best for Blair in his recovery.

Note: I just got an e-mail from Jim Ring. Apparently the above cell # is incorrect and the correct # is 336-442-5804.

Further update from Jim after speaking with Blair:

Spoke w/ Blair on the phone a few minutes ago ( his number is 336-442-5804).  All things considered he's doing well...could have and would have been much worse had he not been wearing a helmut.  He will likely be getting out of the hospital tomorrow.  We talked for 20-30 minutes and I think he was really pleased a high school classmate would call to check on him.  Buster, he's very grateful you are the "town crier" for our class and do the great job of keeping us all up to speed on each other. 

 

If you guys get a chance give Blair a call.  He'll really appreciate it, I'm sure.

 

Jimmy

Another Story From Buster ::

  There are those who have heard the eerie cry on Lake Wateree.
  In 1774 Benjamin and Molsie Perry moved from Virginia to Liberty Hill. They became successful  farmers and owned "Rich Hill" Plantation. As the war for American independence broke out they sided with the patriots who wanted to break away from Britain. As you recall from your history lessons, the most fierce fighting was between neighbors. The 'Bloody' Cunningham  force, which was mainly from Beaver Creek area, was one of the most feared and brutal Tory militia.
  Benjamin Perry had built a hideout on the far edge of his property and on a cool misty night in the spring of 1781 he dashed to his hideout ahead of Tory horsemen. The Tories came to the main house and demanded that Molsie tell them where Benjamin was hiding, which the young bride refused to do.
  The Tories dragged her outside, threw the screaming young bride on a horse and took her to the Wateree River. There they pushed her into the cool water and held her underwater. They continually plunged her head in the water trying to get her to divulge her husband's location.
  The sound of horses coming alerted  the Tories that a patriot militia was approaching so they hurriedly left the scene while leaving a cold and shaken  Molsie in the water.
  Miraculously she was not dead, but she might as well have been. The horrifying experience had robbed her of the power of speech and the lack of oxygen for the brain had left her mentally incapacitated. She lived only a short time and Benjamin buried her on a small hill above the river.
  In 1919 the Wateree Dam was completed and her grave site was covered by the water.
  In 1930 on a misty night a young hunter heard an eerie sound and looked back on the water to see some sort of figure rising from the mist and floating toward the bank. Suddenly there was a yowl and a hideous shriek fom the apparition. He dropped his gun and skedaddled. He returned the next day with two friends to find his weapon.
  In the 1950's a group of boy scouts from Lancaster camped near the same area and the group heard an eerie sound and the scoutmaster grabbed a hatchet and moved to the water's edge where he witnessed a figure of a woman whose face was one-half gone and a pulpy dark greenish area where her mouth should be.  The scoutmaster quickly loaded the scouts into the truck and took them home.
  The last known recorded sighting came in the 1970's when two teenagers who had heard the ghost tale witnessed the womanly figure in the mist. They too, quickly cranked their truck and vacated the area.
   So if you are on Lake Wateree on a cool misty night and you hear an eerie sound, now you will know the young bride who now is looking to return to a life which was evilly shortened. I would recommend that you not start singing "God Save the Queen."
  This story is a condensed version of an article written by William F. Starr and  published in  "The State"  in July, 1980.
  Thank you for your attention