Saturday, April 24, 2010

Another Article From Buster ::

This is an article about the Camden neighborhood behind the old CHS. The school property is now abandoned and there has been a controversy over development and the running of a thoroughfare thru this neighborhood. Johnny Jaynes always edits these articles and his contributions are in red, so you can see why my SAT verbal scores kept me out of Harvard. B.


I have also saved this as a PDF with a link to it over on the right. (note: the red highlighting referenced above does not carry over to the pasted blockquote, but is viewable in the PDF.)

Boogertown has always been known as the neighborhood of "newlyweds and almost deads.” The official location of Camden's oldest subdivision is:
North of Potlicker,
South of Dusty Bend,
West of Saddle and Paddle, &
East of Cherokee Place.
In 1811, C.J. Shannon came to Camden and taught at the Orphan Academy (which was the early public schools.) After the great fire of 1829, which burned most of Camden, C.J. Shannon bought 30 acres and built The Camden House on Broad Street. The Shannon Field behind his house was drained by a large, man-made ditch which was part of a system of drainage ditches and canals found throughout the county. This Shannon Field is where the CHS marching band started practicing in the 30's.This drainage ditch is now covered by Jordan Street.
Over the years, this acreage was often sold, and many families such as Villepigue, Cantey, Carrison, Jordan, McDowell, and Hirschberger owned various parts of Boogertown. At the turn of the century, this area was a cotton field, and Dr. Bob Davis's house built in 1832 was the manor house. In 1924, the McDowell and the Carrison families began developing lots on Hampton Street with the statement, "Now for sale and on reasonable terms to desirable purchasers. It is not expected to interest persons buying for speculative purposes or persons who contemplate building homes of less than a $5000 value."
In 1926, Dr. Stevenson and N.C.Arnett bought and began developing the area of what are now Jordan and Carrison Streets. Dr. Stevenson is one of the two sources for the origin of the name Boogertown. Dr. Stevenson's favorite baseball player was from Boogertown, Alabama or Arkansas, so he dubbed this neighborhood Boogertown.
Over the decades, this neighborhood has seen its share of colorful characters. There were two gentleman nicknamed for their lower appendages. Footsy Hilton was the county sheriff and Foots Boykin could inhale a cigarette and blow smoke out of his ears. A flamingo dancer once lived where Betsy Greenway now resides and Betsy maintains this legacy. Clarence Mahoney now resides in a house where the only man in America to hold elected positions in two houses in two states lived. Murdock Johnson was both a Senator and a House of Representative member in both N.C. and S.C.
Mrs. Church, whose husband was a diplomat in Italy, lived in three different Boogertown houses. The Bakers had a fabulous Europeon art collection. Hospital directors, judges, doctors, newspaper owners, and mill administrators once called this area home. One of the early residents of my home is the second originator of the two Boogertown names.
In the 30's, one of the Shannon descendents on Saturdays liked to imbibe several adult drinks, and the more he drank, the more he disrobed. By midafternoon, he was inebriated and nude. When he would walk out on the street, the local ladies would tell him to go play in his own backyard. The boorish, drunken, and sometimes spirited behavior of Shannon and some of the other neighborhood drinking buddies must have produced searing hangovers which the polite ladies would explain as bad sinus headaches. Thus, the term Boogertown was coined to explain their husbands’ medicinal absence from church.
Boogertown consists of narrow, tree lined streets with small lots and no sidewalks so the common meeting place is in the street. Because of the dearth of traffic, the streets are filled with mothers pushing carriages, strolling seniors [with and witout dogs], skateboarders, and bicyclers [with and without the colorful Italian apparel].
Because of the tree lined streets and the narrow lot frontage, many people park in the street. I used to park in the street until a fine, currently practicing, local physician knocked one of my cars 25' into the next yard.
To address the "MAINTAIN BOOGERTOWN'' stickers, and the recent controversy concerning the development of the school property, there are two issues for us 'boogers.' First, the residents of Boogertown did not want the proposed thoroughfare. With narrow streets and no sidewalks, we do not need more traffic, but then also neither does Kirkover Hills, Sunnyhill, or Gettysburg. Ask the residents of Hermitage Village how they like the new thoroughfare. Many villagers will not let their kids play in their front yards. We want to see the school property developed. If the city administration would have approved the original plan of the developers, then all concerned would be happier. With a little bit of better leadership and foresight by the city elders, there would not have been any controversy.
Secondly, we Boogers never had an opportunity to enter into any dialogue with the city administration, committees, or elected officials. According to city code and the constitution of the great state of South Carolina, we should have had a place at the table, even if it was at a private dining room in a restaurant. If the city manager, who is paid with our tax dollars, meets with developers then we should, as well as you, if you live in an adjoining neighborhood, have the right to express our concerns.There is also something in the U.S. Constitution concerning individual citizens’ rights.
The residents of Boogertown have been good, tax paying neighbors for over 80 years. We have worked hard not to let our property values decline, so we should have been recognized, and we will be heard. If you lived here, you would also. There is no government body (federal, state, or local) whose decisions are mistake free or whose intentions are ''as pure as the driven snow."
Thank you for your attention.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Another Obit ::

I just got an e-mail from Buster stating that this is not the Jimmy Belk that went to school with us. My apologies for the error. Here's the e-mail from Buster which also has some good news regarding Tim Horton:

Ran into Tim Horton and congragulated him and when he showed me a picture of his 3 month old son, I told him he was my hero. I bet you two could fire some real bullets for another youngun'. He said he has learned how to change a diaper with one hand.
We were talking about contemporaries who were moving to the great beyond and I mentioned Jimmy Belk and he said that the Jimmy Belk whose obituary was in the 'tri weekly astonisher' was not the same Jimmy Belk who went to school w/ us. He knew the families. B.



James L. Belk

CAMDEN - A memorial service for James Lawson Belk, 62, will be held Tuesday at 10:00 a.m. at Powers Funeral Home. Rev. Dr. Condy Richardson will officiate. The family will receive friends following the service at the funeral home. Memorials may be made to Alzheimer's Foundation, 322 Eighth Avenue, 7th Floor, New York, N.Y. 10001.

Mr. Belk died Saturday, April 17, 2010. Born in Camden, he was a son of the late Samuel English and Mamie Christine Melton Belk. He was an avid sports fan.

Surviving are his sister and brother-in-law, Dorothy and Doyle White of Keystone Heights, Fla.; brother and sister-in-law, Delano and Peggy Belk of Camden; 3 nephews; and 2 nieces.

Read more: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/thestate/obituary.aspx?n=james-l-belk&pid=141985882#ixzz0lXTzgJkC

Saturday, April 10, 2010

From This Morning's The State ::

Sad news:


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CAMDEN - Linda Cecile Bowers Shaw, 63, of Lake Wateree, died unexpectedly on Thursday, April 8, 2010.

Born in Columbia, SC, January 28, 1947, she was the first child of Cecil Augustine and Evelyn Ruth Reynolds Bowers. She was a licensed practical nurse, having worked in Camden, Columbia and Loris, and was recently employed by Alltypes Transcription Service in Camden.

Linda was a genuinely kind and giving person who always gave all she had to her children, husband and family. She loved the beach, beach music and Christmas. She recently moved to Lake Wateree to enjoy the water and her retirement. Linda loved her family dearly and her Lord Jesus Christ.

She is survived by her husband of 32 years, Robert Lewis Shaw of Lake Wateree, two daughters, Lori Evelyn Young of Lugoff, and Sandra "Sandy" Cecile Shaw of Camden; granddaughters, True Gabriella Young, Lauryn Lee Young and Sierra Madison Simms; brother, Stephen Reynolds Bowers and his wife, Elaine, of Milledgeville, GA; sisters, Rebecca "Becky" Bowers Mooneyhan of Columbia, and Julie Evelyn Bowers Moniot and her husband, Daniel, of Greenville. She is also survived by nephews, Brian Edward Bowers and Kevin Reynolds Bowers of Milledgeville, GA, Steven Elliott Mooneyhan of Jupiter, FL, and nieces, Jennifer Ruth Mooneyhan and Alyson Alayne Mooneyhan of Camden, Shannon Rebecca Monneyhan Campbell and Sarah Lambert Moniot of Greenville, and numerous aunts, uncles, cousins and lifelong friends.

A memorial service will be held Saturday, April 10, 2010, at 4:30 p.m. at Kornegay Funeral Home, Camden Chapel. The Rev. Greg Sweet will officiate.

Kornegay Funeral Home, Camden Chapel, is in charge of arrangements.

On-line condolences may be sent to Linda's family by visiting www.kornegayfuneral.com.

Read more: http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/thestate/obituary.aspx?n=linda-cecile-bowers-shaw&pid=141647132#ixzz0kguNbQlM

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Jim Ring Blows His Horn ::

Attached are pics taken in Waynesboro, VA last Friday nite. The eight of us played in a band called The Rotations in 1967-1968 (actually there were eleven of us in the group back then). We were in town to help raise money to renovate the old Wayne Theatre. Sounded pretty good. most of all we had a lot of fun.

Jim






Monday, March 22, 2010

Buster's Writing ::

This article will appear soon in the local paper.


Sometimes you are at the right place at the right time. Once or twice in your life you will catch lightening in a bottle. In 1964 many of us local youths had the stars aligned appropriately and became members of a team that is legendary in the annals of South Carolina high school sports history. We became members of a high school football team that went unscored on during the regular season.
What is interesting is that when we see a teammate for the first time in a long time we shake hands, grab shoulders, or hug. There exists the same unique bond that war veterans, best childhood friends, or old college friends share. I am not sure I can find words which adequately explain the delight.
Several former teammates, Chuck Sturkie, Ray Robinson, Billy Ammons, Blair Holden, coach Clyde Jones and I traveled to Charlotte to say goodby to James Williams. James is our third teammate to be stricken with cancer. We have already lost Bruce Rush and Lin Watkins.
Bruce and Lin were both really tough starting defense lineman who were largely responsible for no one scoring on us. When we did those 'man on man' drills against each other in practice there was no fun facing either of them. You will never find a good football team that does not have several hard nosed guys as they were.
James was a skilled athlete as in one of those athletes who could compete successfully in any track event. He signed with Clemson but his grades were not high enough. James and I were both ends and once there was a college coach who needed to sign an end so he called Coach Lynch and asked Red to send some film of me. Red sent the film and the coach called back quickly and said Beckham was not what we need, but tell us about Williams.
As stated James was a great talent, but he would never win any sportsmanship contest. His profanities could turn the sky blue. We played Eau Claire in a tremendously hyped and emotional regular season game. At the end of the game we intercepted a pass which allowed us to run out the clock. Some of the Eau Claire lineman were crying and telling us to run one more play. James put his thumb on his nose and wiggled his extended fingers at them.
James was such a good athlete that after the starting cornerback Sammy Small got hurt they moved James to the defensive backfield as a cornerback. In the 12th game of the year, we played Stall for the lower state championship and Stall had one of those big 220lb fullbacks, who was a good player. Some Stall scat back ran for a long touchdown against us for the only score we gave up all year.
Stall lined up to run for the two point conversion and I heard this voice coming from below me. "Run that big #^#* over here, send that fat a.. fullback this way." I looked down and James was in a 4 point stance as a defensive lineman. All I could think of was I hope they don't throw a pass over here.
My favorite James story happened in the second game of the year against Sumter. Early in the game Sumter scored on a pass play were James was the defensive back, but the play was called back because of a penalty. The receiver said something to James and me and James quickly reminded the gentleman of his canine ancestry. They later had another touchdown called back on the same pass play and in the exchange of pleasantries James reminded the receiver of his illegitimate birth. James and I agreed that we were not going to send this mouthy receiver a Christmas card.
In the old days the teaching of defensive back technique was not very complicated. Basically the coach taught the defensive back to extend his arms straight up in the air and arrive at the same time that the ball did. Late in the game Sumter was throwing to try to score. A Blair Holden punt had backed them up close to their goal line.
Their receiver ran a curl route and James extended his arms and completely ran over the kid before the ball got there. The referee called pass interference on James. James looked at me and asked what he did wrong. I looked down at the receiver who was now slowly picking himself off the ground and replied, "Nothing, you are dong what the coaches told you."
Sumter ran the same play. This time James trampled the receiver like a runaway elephant. The flag came in again for pass interference. James again asked what he was doing wrong. I looked down at the mouthy receiver who was now trying to get his nose out of his earhole and replied. "Everything looks ok to me."
Sumter ran the same play again. Same result. James tramples the receiver and the official throws the flag. James has this look of confusion and this receiver is having a near death experience. Red takes James out and the Sumter coach changes the route because his star receiver is now on the sidelines being treated for footprint abrasions which now run the length of his body.
We all have lost friends and family. As we grow older we learn to appreciate our journey. These three teammates made the journey more enjoyable and enriching, and made better people out of each of us.
Thank you for your attention.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

City Clerk Retiring! ::

I came across this in this week's Camden Chronicle-Independent about my cousin, Betty, retiring after 28 years as Camden's city clerk:

t took two tries for Camden Mayor James Anderson to get Betty Slade to take the job as city clerk at Camden City Hall.

The first time was in 1980. Slade wasn't ready. She had already worked at a variety of jobs around the county and was focusing a bit more on raising her children. During the next two years, her husband, Larry, ended up getting a job that took him to West Virginia.

"He rode back and forth and I thought we were going to move," Slade said. "That job didn't work out and our house in Lugoff hadn't sold. Around the same time that Larry told me he was coming back, Mayor Anderson called me again. The Lord works in mysterious ways."

And that was how, on July 28, 1982, Betty Slade became Camden City Clerk. Slade will leave that position on April 1 and then use a large chunk of accrued administrative leave to finish out 28 years of service through the end of July.

"Who knew I would be here for 28 years? I certainly had no clue," said Slade.


I think there's more to the article, but it is not available on-line. Here's what Betty looked like when we were kids and she was in pigtails!



I wonder if there will be a retirement party!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

A Fisheye Lomo Photograph ::

I haven't shot anything with the Lomo lately. The cold, rainy and gray days of winter have taken their toll on me, but I'm looking forward to spring!

Monday, March 1, 2010

A Note From Buster ::

About the upcoming reunion:

Jerry Sheheen came by this p.m. and picked up the '65 class e-mail and resident addresses that I have- so the ball is rolling toward organization. He and Jimmy Ring are the honchos and would luv to have everyone's input- especially those from out of town.
If you have some classmates e-mails that are not on this list, please forward to Jerry or Jimmy. If no response from you, then Johnny Jaynes will sing at your next family gathering. B

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Bobby McFerrin ::

Clearly explains the pentatonic scale without words:



Found at Ted.com.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Buster Is Looking For More Remembrances ::

I think this is probably more of a guy type of thing though:


I'm looking for 'moonshine' stories which have a local lean.
Your ol' granddaddy may have had a select stash---- you might have had an uncle who would take a big gulp and chase it with the back of his hand-----you might have run across a still while you were once playing in the woods-- your uncles may have passed the bottle at a family gathering-mine did.
Jim Thornton, the father of Jimmy Thornton, told the story that when he was a youngster back in the 20's there was a blacksmith in Camden, who made 'shine in his downtown business and he would let the kids blow the bellast [sp.]
Hope you can help and if you are in contact w/ any other classmates or Camden friends, I would appreciate their stories.
Also, I had a good visit w/ Billy Sheorn this past Fri. and Billy Ammons and Ray Robinson and I are to go have lunch w/ James Williams soon. B.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Another Camden Event ::

This from Johnny Deal:

February 8, 2010

Dear members of Camden High Alumni Association:

Tickets are on sale for the 2nd Annual Nashville Songwriter’s Night in our Performing Arts Center on Friday, March 5th. The performers will be our own Patrick Davis, Jason Michael Carroll, Whitney Duncan and a TBA special guest. The tickets can be purchased online at www.patrickdavismusic.com. Camden High should have some “hard-copy” tickets by next week in the Media Center. The doors open at 6 pm with the concert at 7 pm.

The general admission tickets are $15.00 and the VIP tickets are $30.00. The VIP tickets include a “Meet and Greet” with the artists before the concert and special seating in the Performing Arts Center. The Meet and Greet will be in the Media Center and there will be refreshments served.

The Nashville Songwriter’s Night is held as a fundraiser for the Roger Davis Memorial Scholarships which are awarded to CHS students. These scholarships can be renewed for four years as long as the recipients continue to meet the criteria. This is the second year for the scholarship program and it is possible, that by the fourth year, up to $20,000 will be needed annually to award new scholarships and renew the scholarships to previous winners.

----ALSO that same weekend----

The Academic Booster Club at Camden High is sponsoring a golf tournament fund raiser:

Saturday, March 6, 2010 Time: 9:00am - 2:00pm

Location: White Pines Golf Club

Description Captain's Choice - 9:00 am Shotgun Start

Four Man Team - Entry Fee: $200.00

Lunch, snacks and drinks provided.

Contacts: Kim Gill 803-713-1409 or Lynn Glisson glissonl@bellsouth.net





Best Old High School Anywhere!