A Day on Edisto Island

Today was a fun outing with our seniors’ group, Young at Heart. I do genuinely enjoy being with them. When they travel together, they let their hair down a little and you can see a side of them that they don’t always show. The serious, practical side is put on the shelf, at least for the moment, and the playful side taken out.

The first really cool moment came when we pulled into a convenience store for a brief rest stop. A man was filling up a beautiful sports car at the pump. I walked over and struck up a conversation, and he told me a great story.

It was a 1984 Fiat Pininforina Spider with fewer than 50,000 miles. The man said it was in the garage of a home he had purchased, buried under a mound of junk. When he discovered it, he used the paperwork in the glove box to track down its owner, who had previously owned the home, though he had not been the most recent owner.   He said the car was junked because it never ran right and was a nuisance to maintain. He sent the new homeowner the paperwork and literally signed the car over to him … for free. The new owner said he put new tires and a new battery on the car and it cranked right up. Since then, he’s invested a total of $400 in the car. He said it did run a little rough at first, but then he took it out on a stretch of highway and “really opened her up.” He said that made all the difference. He thinks the previous owner had problems because he was using it to putter around town, when a Fiat Pininforina is meant to fly.

I stored that away for a future illustration. So many good points, there. The original owner seeing it as junk, when the problem may have been that he simply wasn’t using it properly. Burying a treasure under trash. Giving it away.  Another homeowner who either completely overlooked or ignored the treasure sitting in his garage.  I’m sure it will come up soon in some capacity. 🙂

Then it was on to the Presbyterian Church of Edisto Island (www.pcedisto.org). We took an informative tour of the graveyard. The tour guide was careful to point out that a burial ground affiliated with a church is a graveyard, while one not so affiliated is a cemetery. There were many interesting stories of some of the early inhabitants of Edisto Island, lots of Civil War stories, and lots of interesting tidbits. For example, two columns which marked graves appeared to have been broken or crumbled, so that the base was visible but the top was missing. He informed us that this was by design, to indicate a life cut tragically short.

We also visited a local museum, which featured furnishings from the Civil War era. Two things caught my attention. The bed in which John C. Calhoun died, and a rare copy of the articles of secession for the State of South Carolina. The reason I found that interesting was to note that the first signature was that of the convention President, David F. (“Flavel” – after Puritan John Flavel?) Jamison, who specifically noted that he was from Barnwell.

One of those history trips that might bore others, but it was a true joy for me.

gkr1996 posted at 2014-3-11 Category: Personal