Education

A Ballad for Public Education

I write about the teachers who left. I write for the teachers who taught for six months and walked out with relief. I write for the teachers, who are now in different professions. I write for the educators who are tired, and remember when education was different. They're now retired. I write for the teachers… Continue reading A Ballad for Public Education

Art, Blogging, Books, Life, Literature, Travel, Writing

Legends of the Edisto: How to Say Goodbye … For Now

Courtesy of http://edistofriends.org I stand by the black river. It is the longest black river in the United States. Nothing special about it when you first look. Comparing the river to another is like comparing the Tarboro River to the streams in the mountains of North Carolina. It is murky, slow and ancient. Unless sun… Continue reading Legends of the Edisto: How to Say Goodbye … For Now

Blogging, Family, Life, Literature, Photography, Writing

Friday Night Writes: Who is the Baby No One Wanted?

Photo taken October 2012 by R.T. Dickinson outside Bamberg, SC of my father and son. He was no one's child. He was everyone's child. Wrapped in his first blanket, the baby lay in a crib carved by the pastor. The man smiled. Eyes – the color of ashen storm clouds at dawn – stared at… Continue reading Friday Night Writes: Who is the Baby No One Wanted?

Books, Family, History, Life, Photography, Writing

That was the Place

Go to a place almost forgotten. It could be anywhere. I take a walk in the world surrounding my book, Sons of the Edisto. At the end of a path sits a one-room, meeting house. Mizpah was a church created by Methodists in the nineteenth century. The town around it, Buford's Bridge, was burned by General Sherman's troops… Continue reading That was the Place

Blogging, Journalism, Life, Literature, Sports, Writing

What I Learned from Sports Journalists

The best journalists are sports writers. That is right. Writers. When I volunteered at The Daily Gamecock, I wanted to write with that passion. I hoped to shoot pictures that captured a fire of emotions; the kind in which you see every line, feeling, and expression in a player's face. In high school, I shot pictures… Continue reading What I Learned from Sports Journalists

Family, Food, Life, Photography, Travel, Uncategorized, Writing

Under Exposed: The South Carolina Upcountry

The twenty-first century fades on the Cherokee Foothills Scenic Highway. Known for the Gaffney Peachiod, early American history, and the Blue Ridge Mountains and foothills, automobiles drive past landscape seemingly unchanged with exception of the road. Before you pack up for Orlando or California, consider what you might find on roads less explored. There are… Continue reading Under Exposed: The South Carolina Upcountry