By R.T. Dickinson The Missouri man opened Joey's Lunchroom in Bamberg, South Carolina in 1868. Joey Langston had hired workers to build a two-story wooden building. They painted it blue and added a big white sign. The post-War city developed around the railroad. Memories of cotton and slaves were but whispers among Langston's customers. He hired… Continue reading The Family Owned
Month: February 2012
The Histories of a World: Real and Fictional
Words and Photo by Rebecca T. Dickinson Everything comes with history. Most people come with baggage. No matter the time period of your story, poem or the old newspaper article you have discovered as a source for a research paper, people of anytime can connect to history. With my background in history, I have tried make it pop and… Continue reading The Histories of a World: Real and Fictional
Your New Relationship
By Rebecca T. Dickinson A new relationship takes off. Even if you're in a relationship or marriage there is a boyfriend or girlfriend who takes you for the ride on a motorcycle. Your emotions about him or her wander through a jungle of the unknown. Then you make up with a hot session in which… Continue reading Your New Relationship
A Dose of Hemingway Reality
By Rebecca T. Dickinson Of all Ernest Hemingway's books and stories, To Have and Have Not is not the first recommendation from an editor. The book covers I found for To Have and Have Not mostly show sailboats or ships on the ocean on a bright blue day. The cover below depicts the real colors… Continue reading A Dose of Hemingway Reality
How Place Shapes Us
Words and Photos by Rebecca T. Dickinson Most people want to belong somewhere, and others never find a place to call their home. The never ending train, plane and car saga is their place. Just as characters are shaped by people who influence writers, for better or worse, land or cityscapes shape us. I cannot… Continue reading How Place Shapes Us
Legends of Love in the Spring
Words and Photos by Rebecca T. Dickinson According to legend, spring is the season to fall in love. Everything blooms and babies are born. In the spring of 2007, I remember thinking every animal was on schedule with the births of their babies. A duck, followed by her ducklings, crossed a walking path in April… Continue reading Legends of Love in the Spring
How to Let Go of I Can’t
The Little Engine That Could echoes in my mind. I read it to my son, and I wonder if the I-think-I-cans will end before I run out of breath. As a child, my parents and friends' parents read the same book, especially if one of us said those famous words, "I can't do it." I came… Continue reading How to Let Go of I Can’t
When Location Should Matter
I went across the bridge. I could not decide if I should wonder back, or journey toward what is unknown. The unknown is most secretive, and it shares not a single confidence with anyone or anything it knows. Bridges, rivers, buildings, and towns - with history etched or blasted into them - have always attracted me. As… Continue reading When Location Should Matter
Corrie's Season 