This week, I traveled across the state to visit my Aunt Carolyn in the sandhills of North Carolina. She will be 97 in September, but doesn’t want a birthday party. She wants to wait until she turns 100 in 2021.

I drove through the Upstate heading east. Kings Mountain is the last mountain I pass on my trip, and the landscape begins flattening out as I go further east.

Red clay gradually turns sandy, and thick forests of long-leaf

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