On a normal day in America fifty years ago, children would be playing in streets, backyards — riding bikes, scooters, and skateboards — but now doors and windows of homes are closed, there are few playgrounds (because of equipment being destroyed), and there’s the fear of being kidnapped.
There was no life evident anywhere here in this golfing community as my friend and I played on its golf course. We saw but one soul working in a back yard, and even the wildlife was at minimum with only a lonely cormorant airing out his wings, an egret looking for a place to land, and a wounded hawk in the middle of a fairway which did everything it could to try and fly as we approached our golf balls.
Town of Little River businesses were robbed last week by a man named Gaddy, whom I’m sure has been in jail multiple times only to be released shortly thereafter and continue his crime spree.
But on the flip side, boaters were displaying their craft cruising the waterway despite strong winds and tides (with the full moon coming) and heavy traffic – with their music blaring — and fancy insignias stamped on the hull.
I sat on the pier, finished my milk and chocolate, walked over to the rail and gently pulled up my rope line to find my trap empty of crabs.
Too much noise in the water, too windy.
So I packed my goods, walled to the car, put my stuff in the trunk, opened the door to retrieve my shirt – only to discover that perpetrators had found their way here and made a tear in the back of my nice mercerized cotton shirt.
No surprise there.
I had taken it off earlier because of the high heat and humidity.
Halfway home on Route 9 at Longs S.C., traffic slowed to a crawl, and on the right side at the grassy portion of a front yard of a church were three vehicles – two severely damaged while a lonely toilet had been thrown and sat sideways on the side of ditch embankment, and a black car, with vinyl curtains inside its windows of all things, sat in the middle of it all.
A T-bar of an electrical pole slowly rocked in the wind ten foot above ground because of a decapitated power pole.