Back to Savannah II
Or: Let's try that again.
I have become fascinated with this since I discovered it.
Unfortunately, it was torn down in 1968 to make way for this.

And last night I dreamed I was at Factor's Walk.

Still Here
I have been caught up in Life As We Know It. Which means mostly, I have been so freakin' busy at work I haven't had time to scratch.
I had jury duty yesterday morning. The summons said you can call a telephone number after 5:30 on the day before and a recording would tell you if you have to show up. Sunday night the recording was still about last Thursday. In fact, Monday morning at 7:45 am it was still talking about last Thursday. I realised I would have to go in just to find out if I have to go in. I got ready, and right before I left I tried calling the number again. This time it said everyone would have to show up that was summoned for Monday, February 14.
I had to go to the courthouse, where I waited around until 11:30, when they said they didn't need us after all, and to go home.
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I got really interested in Savannah there for a while, and read a lot about the history of the place. In the course of doing that I was reminded of a book I saw years ago, named Cloud Over Catawba. It's a historical novel about life in the general area I grew up in the early nineteenth century. I thought, since I was on this history binge, I should brush up on the history of my own area.
But the novel turned out to be more about Mecklenburg County, which is across the Catawba River from where I grew up and my ancestors lived, in Lincoln and Catawba County.
I found this excellant site about the hsitory of Lincoln County. From it I learned that when the colonial government of North Carolina set up the county of Tryon in 1768, they designated it as the Anglican Parish of St. Thomas. Tryon County was named for an unpopular royal governor, so the name was changed to Lincoln during the Revolution. The area was later subdivided to create Gaston and Catawba Counties.
I had no idea they ever set up Anglican parishes in North Carolina. There were so few Anglicans in my part of the state. There were mostly Sctoch-Irish Presbyterians and German Lutherans and Moravians.