Oral history may not be entirely true, but it makes a good story.
A couple years ago The Icon flirted with the waters of Bluffton oral history. Some claim we fell head-first into the National Quarry, while walking around it.
Either way, we surfaced with a lung full of stories placing them in a book. Appropriately called “A Good Place To Miss: Bluffton Stories 1900-1975,” it is now out of print.
With Mother’s Day fresh on my mind, allow me to share with you some important things my mother taught me. Maybe after reading this, you’ll think of some things your mom taught you.
Here’s a Bluffton fish story you’ve not heard, but if you are old enough, you’ve witnessed.
While in my backyard on Sunday afternoon, I’m convinced I heard Arden Baker’s distinctive voice speaking over a World War II-era PA system. The voice came from the direction of the Buckeye.
Anyone who knows Arden’s voice identifies it immediately. That PA system he spoke into, the loudest in Bluffton, is stored on the second floor of the town hall – maybe the third.
In the meantime, we are shoveling snow from our driveways and sidewalks. We are canceling events and wondering if winter will end.
Here's a photo essay of what we hope is winter's last blast in Bluffton. The photos offer a combination nasty winter photos plus an artistic look at winter. The photos were taken during the height of the March 12 snow.
Please give the photo collection a moment to open.
