I made it well known on the previous page that South Carolina flew the Confederate Flag with pride until this past year. But one of the concessions of that was in order for them to pay tribute to the fallen Confederate Soldiers, they also had to acknowledge all of the people who suffered under slavery. And they should. That was a horrible time in United States history and I am glad that we are trying to get past that point. We still have a long way to go to achieve equality for all (regardless of race, sex, religion and every other category people get placed in), but someday I hope America truly stands as the land of the free.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Carolinas March 2015 - SC State House

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When General William Tecumseh Sherman and the Union Army captured the State capital in 1865 during the Civil War, they burned most of the city to the ground and fired cannons at the half completed State House. When construction resumed following the war, they chose to not repair the spots where the cannonballs marked the facade. They have now placed stars next to the damage spots. I think that is pretty cool. Why try and ignore the past? Sure, it isn't all sunshine and roses, but it happened. Deal with it. I currently am.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We walked around the exterior of the building and checked out all of the hard work that went into creating such a beautiful structure. I really do appreciate places like this. I have mad respect for people who can do things that I cannot do. There is no way that I could ever create a building like this. Although Mom and Jenny both realized this, they didn't hold it against me. They just stood there and smiled. And why not? We we in the South. This is the land of good ol' home cookin' and kindness.

 

 

 

 

We drove around the campus of USC (home of the Gamecocks) and got to see some of the best this college town had to offer. We drove past the football stadium, which was massive (seats over 80,000) and I can only imagine what this place would be like on gameday. We stopped for gas and then Jenny Reck and I stopped for moustaches. We didn't win anything from the SC lottery, but we did get to see the twisted metal Hootie and the Blowfish sculpture. I consider that a win? I had to question that statement because nothing beats scratch-off potential money winning moustaches.

 

It was so nice to see various shades of colors in the vegetation. Even though all of the snow had melted back home, it was still pretty dark and dreary. It must be nice to live in a place that has beautiful flowers and green grass at this time of the year. These characters down here know what that feels like, but I only get a taste. I could always leave Wisconsin, but I doubt I'll ever call another place home.

 

 

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