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Pine Grave Baptist Church
A trail wound past our red-plank house in the 1950s. To get across, you had to ford Hyatt Mill Creek, which sometimes flooded out of its banks during rainstorms. That was before the state of North Carolina paved the trail and named it Swaims Road. Ba
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Nothing Like Riding Together
Four years ago, while visiting my husband’s aunt Vincenza Nencioni, “Aunt Vincy,” who was turning 97,1 noticed a vintage picture close to her rocking chair. It was a blackand-white photo of a handsome fellow whom I recognized as her husband, Elio, si
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BITS & PIECES
On cold, gray Saturdays when I was 11 years old, I often would go to the local “picture show” at the local theater. The movies were always cowboy shows, and you could pay for a ticket and stay to watch it over and over. Well, on one particular Saturd

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