Was growing up in rural South Carolina a positive experience? --or did it scar me for life? I'm not sure. I think at the time, I thought it was the most mind-numbingly boring existence conceivable.
Looking back, though, there were quite a few entertaining spurts during the ride.
The neighborhood "Jones Store". My sister, cousin, and 3 friends from the church youth group pause for a Kodak moment with the "security guard". We were taking a break from one of our youth group bake sales in front of the "Piggly Wiggly" next door. (c1993)
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