With a goal of “the greater good” in mind, I offer the following advice to our brothers and sisters from “off.”
Folks, those white rectangular signs on our roadsides — the ones that say “speed limit” — those numerals are just suggestions. No native South Carolinian actually takes them seriously.
We’re on our way to Darlington for the next meeting of “The Left Turn Society.” We don’t have time to actually go 35 miles per hour on the Ashley River bridge headed out of town. Sure it was built in 1926, and yes, the lanes were sized to accommodate Model Ts, but that’s no reason I shouldn’t do 55.
I know you folks from Ohio were taught in low light to turn your lights on so that other drivers can actually see your steel gray, brown, taupe, champagne or other paint shade that the S.C. DOT has spent so much time matching with our pavement colors. But those laws about turning your lights on within one hour of sunrise or sunset, and any time your wipers are on, why, those are just suggestions.
By the way, some folks around here actually toggle that little lever on the left side of the steering column that lets people know which way they’re headed.
I know. What a quaint thing to do. One would actually have to pull one’s Smartphone away from one’s ear for a moment.
Please, people. Slow down, signal your lane changes and turns, and put your lights on. While you are 22 years old and invincible, your trifocal-wearing Gramma can’t see you swerving from lane to lane at 20 miles over the limit with no lights.
Orange Branch Road
Jimmy Hoffa is still missing. Kind of reminds me of Chevy Chase when he was on Saturday Night Live as a newscaster. “Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still dead.”
FRED W. MILES
It is critical for Charleston County residents to speak up and “lean in” for our population of young people, beginning with 4 year olds at risk.
Here in Charleston County, there are a number of students who never graduate from high school. Why not give our students a jump start on the front end by more emphasis on pre-K classes led by trained, enthusiastic and energetic teachers?
Research data from the Pew Institute and other respected early education researchers indicate that development of “soft” skills at an early age provide a foundation for reading readiness and success in school.
Learning to work independently and in groups, use self-control, pay attention and stay focused, be persistent in tasks, and be motivated through exposure to new concepts and experiences are essential ingredients. Preparing students to become community leaders and part of a work force would result in benefits for all of us by bringing a reduction in juvenile delinquency, less reliance on welfare assistance, a healthier population and a stronger local economy.
I have always been a supporter of public school education. As a grandmother of five, ranging in age from 2 to 17, I can attest that 3 and 4 year olds are extremely curious, love becoming independent and soak up knowledge.
How can we afford not to provide early education for all our children? We can all advocate for pre-K classes by talking with our local school board members and legislators. Early childhood education is important if we truly wish to help move our newest generation forward.
FREIDA F. McDUFFIE
Harbor Oaks Drive
The problem with unruly C of C students and/or young adults downtown, as discussed by Brian Hicks in his June 19 column, is not hard to understand, just hard to resolve, given who wins in the marketplace.
If you go into virtually any bar downtown that caters to young people, it is easy to see that a high percentage of those in the bar are underage. If you do the math, well over 50 percent of the undergrad population here in Charleston is under 21 years of age.
Charleston is recognized as one of the hottest fake ID markets in the country. I have seen many a bartender give only a cursory glance at an ID.
If a few liquor licenses are suspended for 30 days and a few students put on probation, I expect the problems will settle on their own.
Yes, Mr. Mayor, Charleston is a working city. Pretty soon, if things keep working the way they are, we won’t be talking about draining Ashley and Rutledge avenues and Calhoun Street, but of dredging them.
Marion Square can be a spoil site for the pluff mud, and tourists can have an up-close and personal whiff.
Pedicabs will give way to gondolas, and carriages will carry life vests.
It will just make us all love it more.
The former Miss USA, Nana Meriwether, Miss Maryland 2012, was not a student at Burke High School, but her ties to Burke run deep.
Her grandfather Wilmot was the principal for a number of years. Her father, Delano, graduated from the school in the early ’60s. He went on to make strides in medicine, medical research and sports.
Nana Meriwether’s diverse record of accomplishments speaks for itself.
The seed for greatness sown in us while at Burke continues to transcend time and generations. We must always apply ourselves.
You are saluted on the international stage of life.
WILLENE HEYWARD ROSE
N. Palm View Circle
I had a wonderful stroll down memory lane June 14 when I read Moxie guest columnist Donna Platt’s story. Her mother-in-law taught at Rantowles Grammar School. They only had two teachers there and one cafeteria lady. Mrs. Platt taught the first and second grade in one classroom and Mrs. Cordray taught the third, fourth and fifth grade in the other classroom.
Mrs. Britton cooked the most fabulous homemade lunches you could imagine. The two teachers cared for their students as if they were their own.
Each morning a lucky student was chosen to ring the big brass hand bell. The playground equipment consisted of a joggling board and a giant metal slide that felt like it burned the skin off of your thighs.
We moved to “the country” when I was 10, and it felt like I had entered the twilight zone. A young girl approached me as soon as I entered the school yard and asked me to play on the joggling board with her.
I had never heard of a joggling board but said, of course I would.
The most amazing thing about this is all three of these ladies lived well into their 90s with one living to be 100.
So I guess there is proof that country living is good for you.
In response to the June 10 letter titled “GOP jumps track.” Anti-gun extremists, apologists, socialists, entitlement-obsessed occupiers, 9-11 truthers, global warming profiteers, dictator-loving know-nothings, Nanny State crusaders, Communists, anti-religion fanatics, etc.
I liked it better when the Democratic Party was led by mob-controlled union bosses — at least it made sense. Now, it’s just a party of lunatics, and, unfortunately, we are experiencing what they really want.
Do we all feel better now? I don’t.
Sophomoric, self-righteous insults serve no purpose other than to widen our already crippling political divide. Persons capable of original thought strive to be part of the solution, not the problem.