Monthly Archives: July 2014
Benefit planned to help with medical expenses for veteran Clyde Breedlove
PICKENS — A benefit for Clyde Breedlove will be held on August 2 at Bible Baptist Church in Pickens. The yard sale will begin at 8 a.m. and lunch will begin 11:30 a.m.
Breedlove was born January 16, 1951. His parents were the late Gordon and Ella Chappell Breedlove of Greenville.
Breedlove served his country with the 4th Infantry Division at Pleiku Vietnam beginning in October 1969. On a furlough home, he married Nettie (Susie) Thomas on January 5, 1971, then returned to duty until June 1971.
Mountain Grove Baptist to host 93rd Lewis reunion
PICKENS — Ninety years ago, in 1924, while a birthday party was being planned for Robert “Robin” Stewart Lewis, a wonderful idea happened.
“Let’s just make it an entire Lewis family celebration and invite all the kin,” someone suggested.
They did, and that was the beginning of the James E. and Mary Stewart Lewis Family reunion, which remains to this day.
It is an event that happens once a year, where the Lewis clan gathers to share stories, swap memories, and just enjoy being blessed to be together once again.
Local chiropractor asked to teach at Spartanburg college
PICKENS — Dr. Brian Dooley of Pickens has been asked to serve on the faculty of Sherman College of Chiropractic located in Spartanburg.
Dooley is a 2005 graduate of Sherman College and has been practicing in Pickens since.
“The opportunity to serve at the premier chiropractic college in the world, located here in South Carolina, is a wonderful dream come true,” Dooley said. “Sherman College has been producing top-notch chiropractors since 1973, and being on the faculty keeps me on the cutting edge of chiropractic. And I can deliver that to the patients of my own
Clemson nursing school named as national center of excellence
CLEMSON — The National League for Nursing has named Clemson University’s School of Nursing a Center of Excellence in Nursing Education, one of the highest honors in the nursing education field.
Since 2004, only 35 nursing programs nationwide have garnered the Center of Excellence designation, according to the league. The honor will be recognized formally at a summit in September.
Clemson’s School of Nursing was recognized for its sustained excellence in student learning and professional development, as well as continuous quality improvement in teaching, research and service, according to the group.
“These deserving nursing education programs model excellence,” said National League for Nursing President
Creative school fundraiser? Let parents give directly
A federal nutrition program that places new restrictions on snacks and beverages sold in schools also provides an opportunity for some fresh thinking about school fundraisers.
As reported by The State newspaper recently, The Smart Snacks in Schools program creates a dilemma: how will schools raise private dollars if they can no longer sell snack foods?
“If we can’t sell a candy bar anymore, what can we sell?” asked one school official. “We are going to have to get creative.”
How creative would it be simply to stop selling?
When was the last time your college asked you to buy a candy bar? Non-profits, colleges and universities don’t sell stuff to raise money; they simply appeal for support based on the organization’s mission. Why don’t our public schools?
Please just give the facts
I don’t start checking the clock until late afternoon, because keeping up with world news seems important to me at this time. We watch NBC with Brian Williams and Lester Holt because we like a calm, measured and dignified delivery of the news. Also, we used to really enjoy Tom Brokaw, who predated Williams and Holt, so for years our custom was to watch NBC news.
One of the most offensive features of some news coverage, at least to me, is the perky and amusing newscaster. I don’t want to see the reporters and anchor dancing on Friday. Particularly disturbing to me is the too happy, too dramatic, too fakely sympathetic and/or too intense delivery of some.
I don’t like newscasters or reporters with frozen smiles and too white teeth. And I don’t want them to interview any, and I mean any, bystander at a horrific event and ask them how they felt about what happened. What possible difference can it make, and what on earth are people supposed to say to this? It just seems particularly
No complaints for a change
For a change, let’s have this week’s column with no complaints.
My car is running again, thanks to the efforts of my father. For a couple of weeks, I had to run my route with my great-nephew Nicholas, who could not understand why I insisted on going into the stores, when he thought I should just ride by the stores and throw the papers out.
Explaining accounting to a 5-year-old is difficult.
But my car is running again, and I can only hope I live long enough to pay for it. I have made one payment already, and by the time you read this I should have made another. Only 40 or so more to go.
Then I have my problem with taxes to straighten out. The government is claiming I took too much money with my “retirement” fund when I used to work for that other newspaper. They kind of decided my “retirement” would come much earlier than I had anticipated.
According to the government, I got an extra $10,000 or so. When you are suddenly unemployed after 25 years or so, you are not good with details.
Either way, the government is next in my list of folks to pay back.
They’re not going anywhere, so I’m sure I can find them when I have the money.
After that I want to use my money for selfish things. I plan to go on a mission trip to Kentucky next year, even I have to go by myself. I love those kids up there, and as has been my experience on the trip for 20 years, I know that whatever new kids I meet on my next trip will also earn a spot in my heart.
I probably need to work on developing that special relationship that I am supposed to have.
I really don’t want my tombstone to read, “Here lies Ben Robinson. Most people never cared for him. Others are glad he is gone.”
Courier Obituaries 7-30-14
Amy Miller
Blountville, Tenn — Amy Louise Forrest Miller, 49, died Monday, July 21, 2014 at Greenville Memorial Hospital.
Born in Easley, to C. Otis Forrest, Jr. and the late Pauline Ann McCall, Mrs. Miller was an Easley Christian School graduate and went on to be a manager in retail. She studied piano and was a talented flautist and had an eye for interior decorating.
Amy loved collecting angels, catching and collecting butterflies, spending time helping children and being a loving mother.
In addition to her father, she is survived by two sons, Levi and Jordan Staton, both of North Carolina; a step-brother, Chris Chapell of Pa.; three sisters, Anne Forrest of South Carolina, Alison Harshman of Florida and Andrea
The grand mystery in Cashiers Valley
Photos courtesy Dr. Thomas Cloer Jr.
Dr. Thomas Cloer is pictured looking out over the wilderness of Whiteside Cove, where Hawkins went missing more than 80 years ago.
A well-known mountain preacher’s 1930 disappearance went unsolved for nearly two decades and gave rise to a phrase some still use today.
By Dr. Thomas Cloer Jr., Special to The Courier
I saw an obituary recently for Mary Hawkins Bryson of Cashiers Valley, N.C. It reminded me of a mystery that practically every resident of Jackson County, N.C., and many in Pickens and Oconee counties in South Carolina knew about early in the 20th century.
Mary Hawkins Bryson was the last surviving member of the family of Wade and Elsie Hawkins. Mary’s grandfather was the legendary Methodist preacher William Thomas (Tom) Hawkins.
Tom Hawkins was born before the Civil War, in 1856. He married Mary Emily Bradley in 1878, and they soon had a family of three boys and two girls. The Tom Hawkins household was a prominent family in Cashiers Valley and lived across the road from Cashiers Lake. At one time or another, the Hawkins family members were neighbors of both sets of my grandparents.
One son of Tom and Mary Hawkins was William Wade Hawkins. Wade married Elsie Monteith, and they and their family were neighbors of my mom and her family. Mom, my grandmother Bonnie Baumgarner, my step-grandfather Roy B. Baumgarner and Mom’s siblings, Fred Moody, Lucy Moody and Maxine Moody, lived just outside Cashiers Valley at the head of the Horsepasture River that flows into Lake Jocassee.
I remember my mom telling about Grandmother Bonnie making Elsie Hawkins a cake and apron for Christmas. While I can’t remember Wade Hawkins, as he died in the 1950s, I can remember one of Tom Hawkins’ youngest daughters. Her name was Genovieve Hawkins Wright, and everyone called her “Vee.” I knew her because she was the postmaster in the post office at Cashiers Valley. She was to play a major role in the mystery.
Even as a very small child, I can remember Mom and Dad talking about the grand mystery involving the Hawkins family. One evening, Tom went to find the family cow and return it to the homestead. When darkness arrived that evening — March 18, 1930 — and Tom, in declining health and 73 years old, did not return, the alarm went out to all the neighbors.
My dad was not yet a teenager when his neighbor’s disappearance began the mystery. Mom had not started elementary school in Cashiers Valley. She and Dad later married, moved away, and my brother and I were born. Our family then moved back to Cashiers, and the mystery still continued.
“Pull a Tom Hawkins”
Mom’s father died when she was three years old. My grandmother, Bonnie, married Roy B. Baumgarner. He was a huge gentle man, who, like many of the mountaineers of Appalachia, found moonshine whiskey to his liking. When the mountain dew had its effect, and my grandmother scolded Roy B. for indulging, he often said, “Bonnie, sweet dear, one of these days I just might pull a Tom Hawkins.” He never got the chance. Roy B. died young, at 53. What did he mean by “pull a Tom Hawkins?”
I have spent many hours trying to answer that question. I have traveled many miles, researched many documents and have done extensive interviews. My mom, Grace Moody Cloer, and her sister, Maxine Moody Kinsey, are two of the people still living from Cashiers Valley who were alive when the mystery began that March evening in 1930. At three o’clock that afternoon, Tom Hawkins went toward Timber Ridge below the dam of Cashiers Lake to retrieve the family cow. That was 84 years ago. My mom, who will be 90 years old on her next birthday, was just 5 years old when the mystery began. She remembers her stepfather leaving to help hunt for Tom.
Timber Ridge, below Cashiers Lake, leads to an incredible wilderness beneath Whiteside Mountain. Cashiers Lake is the beginning of the mighty Chattooga River that flows 57 miles through some of the roughest, wildest terrain left today in the Southern Appalachians. Whiteside Cove is an expansive wilderness area underneath Whiteside Mountain through which the Chattooga flows. Whiteside Mountain contains the highest precipices this side of the Rocky Mountains and is an incredible mountain of rock that can be seen for many miles from many perspectives around Cashiers Valley.
My dad’s sister, Ethel Cloer Mills, lived in Whiteside Cove for most of her life. I can remember with great fondness my visits to Aunt Ethel and Uncle Dallas Mills’ farmstead on the banks of the Chattooga below Cahiers Lake. I would often stay all day and help on the farmstead at planting time. I became familiar with the rugged, dangerous terrain very early in my life.
My dad first fished these turbulent waters in the 1920s and 30s. My brother, Nat, and I fished the Chattooga waters of Whiteside Cove from the 1950s to this 21st century, he more than I, because he had a home on Whiteside Mountain in the 80s and 90s. We caught all three species of trout there. We both remember the beautiful outside speckles and the salmon-colored meat of the beautiful native brook trout below Cashiers Lake dam, and the very rugged terrain downstream. We can readily understand why the mystery of the disappearance of Tom Hawkins continued for decades after he entered such a wilderness.
The Search Expands
Tom Hawkins was last seen alive in the Timber Ridge area below Cashiers Lake dam at approximately 5:30 p.m. in the afternoon of March 18, 1930. When daylight arrived the next day after Tom disappeared, almost every able-bodied man in Cashiers Valley was helping with the search. Tom was a mountain man, a woodsman, an avid hunter and fisherman. According to the newspaper of that day, The Jackson County Journal, Hawkins was familiar with the wilderness he entered, “perhaps better than anyone.” That same article mentioned his former hunting of rattlesnakes in the wilderness that he entered just before nightfall.
Nine days after his disappearance, according to a later article in the same newspaper, hundreds were still searching for the man. The searchers included men from Pickens and Oconee Counties of South Carolina, and from Macon County, Sylva, Glenville and Cullowhee, N.C., and the surrounding territories. At one point in the search, 400 men were combing the area, all to no avail. Hawkins was familiar with many small caves in Whiteside Cove, and the searchers thought these caves to be a logical place for him to take refuge from the harsh cold at night.
Life Goes On
Herbert Hoover was president of the United States when Tom Hawkins disappeared. After three years passed, Franklin Delano Roosevelt became president in 1933. Still, there was no hint of what happened to Hawkins. FDR introduced The New Deal and initiated the Work Projects Administration (WPA) and the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC). Both assisted the poor of Southern Appalachia. The 21st amendment ended prohibition. In 1937, Look Magazine came on the scene. In 1939, President Roosevelt became the first U.S. President to make a speech on television at the World’s Fair in New York City. In 1940, Oldsmobile became the first car to have an automatic transmission.
My mom and dad left Cashiers for a day, and eloped, Mom being underage, to Walhalla, where they were married in the house of the Justice of the Peace, a Mr. Gillespie. It had been 10 years since the mystery began when they married in 1940, and still there was no clue as to what happened to Tom Hawkins.
Our family moved to Clay County, N.C., near Shooting Creek, with Gennett Lumber Company. Roosevelt was elected to a record third term as president. In 1941, there was the attack on Pearl Harbor by the Japanese. My brother, Nat, was born that year. In 1945, I was born, and three days later on April 12, 1945, Roosevelt died at Warm Springs, Ga.
In 1945, when vice president Harry Truman took office after Roosevelt’s death, he ordered that atomic bombs be dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. In 1947, Meet the Press appeared on American television. In 1948, The Texas Star Theater, starring Milton Berle, was the first major successful program of that type on American television. Also in 1948, our family moved back to Cashiers Valley from Clay County.
After all these landmarks in American history, 18 years and three months after the well-known Methodist minister’s disappearance, there was a major development in the mystery.
Major Development
On June 18, 1948, two mountaineer loggers, the White brothers, working in a remote section of Whiteside Cove under Whiteside Mountain, found what they thought might be a human skull. The White brothers took the find to a medical doctor in Cashiers, who said it was indeed a human skull. Ernest White and his brother, unnamed in documentation, then returned to the very dense, remote laurel thicket in Whiteside Cove where they had found the skull and began to rake away leaves.
There, to their amazement, was a skeleton, intact, even with shoes still on the feet. There, also, was a billfold, pocketknife, watch and a set of false teeth. There was a tree of good size that had grown between the leg bones, and the skeletal remains were all there.
The items found were taken to Genovieve Hawkins Wright, the postmaster daughter of Tom Hawkins. Genovieve immediately identified the items as belonging to her father. After 18 years and three months, the mystery of what had happened was solved — to an extent. The skeletal remains were found on a Thursday. To help the community attain closure, a funeral was held in Cashiers Valley United Methodist Church on the following Sunday, June 21, 1948, with Rev. W.N. Cook officiating.
My mom and Aunt Lucy Moody Moore were in attendance. Tom Hawkins was then finally laid to rest in Cashiers Valley Zachary Cemetery in the Chattooga Woods area near High Hampton Resort. A huge marker is erected there in the lower cemetery to Rev. W.T. Hawkins, 1856-1930, “The Good Shepherd of the Hills.” His remains were actually laid to rest in the upper cemetery near his family. His tombstone there is clearly marked.
Conclusion
Well, what does it mean to “pull a Tom Hawkins?” There are still many questions. One question still in my mind is not “What happened?” but “Why?” Speculation has been rampant ever since Genovieve Hawkins Wright identified the items. Some have said Tom Hawkins’ father died in a similar fashion. There is some credence to the theory, I think, that Tom Hawkins wanted to die in this fashion.
I, too, am a woodsman, hunter and fisherman, and often find myself alone and many miles from any human activity. I must say in complete honesty that I find being alone in this manner enthralling and invigorating. It inexplicably gives me an emotional high unequalled in my human experience. I really can and do commune best with The Great Spirit during these times; I am genuinely doing what I love. I also believe a true wilderness psyche helps put any silliness and pettiness that may occur in our daily mundane lives in much better perspective.
My dad’s brother, W.A. Cloer, Sr., also a mountain minister of fame, died alone while hunting in a wilderness area in the Nantahala Mountains of Macon County, N.C. A search party, led by his son, W.A. (Buddy) Cloer, Jr., was successful in finding his body. So, I know my experiences into wilderness make my wife and family feel most uncomfortable. They fuss at me regularly now as I go alone into the most rugged, remote wilderness areas to fish or hunt. I also know that my family, friends and other loved ones are those I must consider in this aspect of my being; I understand that. Their feelings of angst about my possible future demise were enough for me to go ahead and make a covenant of sorts with them.
“OK! I promise!” I told them. “I won’t ever — intentionally — pull a Tom Hawkins.”
Dr. Thomas Cloer Jr. is Professor Emeritus, Furman University. He received his undergraduate degree with honors from Cumberland College in Kentucky, his Master’s degree from Clemson, and his Ph.D. from the University of South Carolina.
Blue Ridge announces funds raised from 17th annual Blue Ridge Fest
Helping Hands of Clemson
Blue Ridge Electric Co-op employee David Collins and Blue Ridge Security Solutions employee Dusty Reeves recently presented a check for $13,000 to Jennifer Barbour, executive director of Helping Hands of Clemson (far right). Also on hand for the presentation were Chris Thrift of Ace Pole Company, a corporate Fest sponsor, and Will Huss and Neal Workman of Trehel Corporation, also a Fest sponsor.
Pickens — Blue Ridge Electric Cooperative and Blue Ridge Security Solutions have announced that the 17th annual Blue Ridge Fest, which took place on May 16, 2014, raised a total of $172,000 to benefit local non-profit organizations in Greenville, Anderson, Oconee and Pickens counties. The festival also attracted more than 6,000 attendees and 450 classic cars.
This year a number of nonprofits received funds from Blue Ridge Fest. The charities include Developmental Center for Exceptional Children, Dot’s Kitchen, Helping Hands of Clemson, Meals on Wheels of Anderson, North Greenville Food Crisis Ministry, Oconee Presbyterian Service Fund, Pickens County Meals on Wheels, Ripple of One, Rosa Clark Medical Clinic, Safe Harbor, Samaritan Health Clinic of Pickens County and United Christian Ministries. Since 1998, Blue Ridge Fest has donated nearly $1.8 million to numerous agencies in the Upstate area that provide individuals with basic necessities such as food, shelter, clothing, and health care. Representatives from both Blue Ridge Security Solutions and Blue Ridge Electric recently hosted check presentations for each non-profit organization receiving funds.
“The momentum behind this year’s Blue Ridge Fest enabled us to support our community at a very high level,” said Charles Dalton, president and CEO. “We’re pleased to continually assist a number of charitable organizations that serve individuals within our four-county region.”
The annual festival boasts the “Upstate’s largest classic-car cruise-in”, along with a beach night show and dance that features nationally known entertainers. Blue Ridge Fest is organized and executed by 250 Blue Ridge Electric and Blue Ridge Security
employee volunteers, enabling the festival to maximize its proceeds
to benefit local charities. The 2015 Blue Ridge Fest has been scheduled for Friday, May 8 at the cooperative’s headquarters in Pickens.
For more information about Blue Ridge Fest, visit www.blueridge.coop/blueridgefest or call (800) 240-3400.