The above photograph of the Abbeville square was made in the early 1900s. It was made from the south end looking north. The Confederate Monument can be seen to the right of center. Many of the stores had awnings over the fronts, no doubt to shield the summer heat, for there was no air conditioning back then. These had disappeared by the 1950s. It looks like the square was more of a pedestrian mall than a main thoroughfare through town. By the 1940s, it had been paved with bricks. By the 1950s, patches of alphalt had been put down and covered some of the bricks. Due to the efforts of people like George Settles, the asphalt was removed and damaged bricks were replaced by the 1980s. There are several pictures in the Around the Town section that show the before and after.
I never intended for this page to be for public view, but it just happened. Originally, I created it for purposes of sharing pictures with a childhood friend. Links to the page began to show up on internet search engines, and I started receiving email from people I knew in Abbeville. This motivated me to post more of my pictures and memories of growing up in in the '40s and '50s. If what I have posted here seems disorganized, I apologize. I never intended for it to be a coherent web page for public view. It is just a random collection of pictures and memories of growing up. I am grateful to those who have seen it and have shared pictures and memories for me to post here. If anyone would like to share a picture or make comments, I can be contacted at
The webcam picture displayed should be the picture that was current when you opened this page. The picture will refresh every 5 minutes. At night, the glare from the street lights masks some of the image and makes it look a little "grainy."
A list of my teachers and a scan of one of my report cards.
Abbeville had a colony of grasshoppers that I have never seen anywhere else I have lived. Pictured at the left is one of the creatures which is not yet fully grown. Fully grown, they measured maybe 3 to 4 inches long. When confronted, they would kick back their spiked legs, fluff out their red wings, and spit "tobacco." We used to catch them to chase the girls. I had a large magnifying glass that I used to burn them to a crisp by focusing sunlight on them. My father worked for the S. C. Health Department and he inoculated dogs for rabies. He kept some large syringes and needles in our tool house. I used to fill a syringe with water and inject it into grasshoppers until they expanded to over twice their length and water squirted from their joints. This was before anyone in our neighborhood had a TV set, and there was little else for a kid to do. I have recently learned that the grasshoppers are properly called "lubbers."
A photo of a Panther Beenie from around 1950.
These are from postcards sold by the Abbeville Chamber of Commerce.
I have scanned some of my AHS Shadows annuals. They are in PDF format with a file size about the same as two 128 kbs mp3 song files. Here are the links.
1954 AHS Shadows. I was a sub-freshman in the 8th grade.
Pictures from the AHS Old School bulletin board.
Old and new pictures from around Abbeville.
I lived on both N. Main St. and Greenville St. in Abbeville. You can see some shots from my neighborhoods here.
Here are some of the group pictures from my collection. Included are pictures of early birthday parties and some of the class pictures made in grammar school.
I was a member of the Abbeville High School Class of 1958. Here are some pictures including some that I made while we were in school.
My classmate Marian Hagen has sent me several pictures. She presently lives in Texas. You can see her pictures here.
I do not know when this picture was made. Some of the people in it are not in my 1954 Shadows annual, so the latest they could have graduated was in spring of 1953. I finished the 8th grade the spring of 1954. Thus I calculate that the latest that this picture could have been made was 1949. I tried to play the clarinet in the band, but I hated it and dropped out before the picture was made. The people in this picture who I can name are Tally Hays, Flynn Bowie, Mixon Darracott, Chris Kapetanakos, Flynn Bowie, Jimmy Lomax, Richard Dyar, Anne Coleman, and John Anderson. Mr. Varney was the band director. The picture was made at Tinsley Field which was behind Greenville Street Elementary School across the street from where I lived. The bleachers in the background were for fans of the opposing team. I can remember watching clouds of cigarette smoke float from those bleachers during the nightime football games. I was sitting on the Abbeville side of the field and I am sure there was more smoke floating up from our bleachers. How we ever survived the cigarette smoke is a mystery to me.
The Abbeville Swim Club was a big part of our lives from the mid '50s until we graduated from high school.
When Neil Bonds came to Abbeville to teach in the fall of 1955, he formed and sponsored the Dramatics Club. Before he left at the end of fall 1957, we had two plays and a Declaration Contest. It was all great fun.
In the summer of 1956, two groups of us went to Myrtle Beach for a week. The group I was in stayed in three apartments in Thomas Manor Apartments No. 3, one for the chaperones, one for the girls, and one for the boys. Our chaperones were Mary Winton Hughes' mother Ruth Hughes and Sammy Furman's mother Lib Furman. The group consisted of Anne Nickles, Mary Winton Hughes, Jane Hulsey, Sammy Furman, Mike McCarthy, Billy Mann, and Marshall Leach. I think that Samuella Speer and John Anderson were in our group, but I don't have any pictures of them for some strange reason. I guess it is because they were dating and were doing their own thing. The only thing I remember about them on this trip was the night we went to a drive-in theater to see the movie "Picnic." Samuella went to sleep during the movie. She woke up when we ordered some refreshments and ordered a tuna salad sandwich. When John asked her why she ordered that, she said that it was the only non-carbonated thing she could think of. It might sound a bit corny, but we teased her a lot for her response. This page has the pictures I made at the beach and some made that summer after we returned.
Front cover of the 1952 May Day Program at Greenville St. Elementary School. Our class was in the sixth grade at this time. It appears that the front covers were individually hand colored.
Inside of the May Day Program.
In the summer of '61, I took the bus from Abbeville to Waco, Texas to attend Air Force ROTC Summer Camp at James Connally Air Force Base. It was the most miserable month I have ever spent. I remember Charlie Darracott charging me $35 for the ticket. I don't know if it was one way or round trip. I went to Waco on Trailway busses. They were awful. They were not air conditioned, there were no rest rooms, they stopped at every side road along the highway, and they rattled so loud that I couldn't sleep. I came back to Abbeville on Grayhound busses. They were air conditioned and had rest rooms. The only proof that I was at summer camp that summer is the linked picture. The plane was just a prop. We cadets lined up and the photographer snapped our pictures. I remember him asking me to say a four letter word which caused me to laugh. Otherwise, I don't know if I would have been in the mood to even smile.
When I was growing up, Abbeville had only one bank. It was The Bank of Abbeville. Shown is a blank check from around 1950. The bank had only one location which was on the downtown square. Mr. T. A. Sherard, who lived two blocks up Greenville Street from us, was in charge. Mr. Sherard was the financial advisor to many people in Abbeville, including my grandmother and my mother. I remember very impressive hand painted murals of times gone by on the walls inside the bank. Behind the tellers' cages, I watched ladies use mechanical check sorting machines which looked very complicated to me. As a kid, I was fascinated by mechanical things, and I loved going to the bank so that I could see the machines in operation. After many mergers, the Bank of Abbeville became part of The Bank of America and the downtown location of the bank was closed.
On the back of the check, I found a recipe written by my mother for a Ritz Cracker Apple Pie that uses Ritz crackers in place of apples. In the '70s, I laughed at a friend who made an apple pie with Ritz crackers. At that time, I assumed that it was something that some Georgia southron had devised. I was surprised to find that the recipe was circulating in Abbeville over 25 years earlier.
There was a popular holiday dessert served in Abbeville that was called Gypsy. I have never seen it served outside of Abbeville. Here is the recipe that my aunt Myrtle Leach used:
Boiled Custard: Beat 4 eggs with 4 to 5 tablespoons of sugar. Add 4 cups of milk. Cook over low heat until it coats a spoon (never let it boil). If it lumps, strain it. If it is too stiff, whip it. Put a layer of plastic wrap over its surface when cooling to prevent a skim from forming. Add one teaspoon of vanilla after it cools.
Whip 1/2 pint of whipping cream. Fold in 1 to 2 tablespoons of sugar after whipping.
Two to three packages of lady fingers that have been split into halves.
Put a layer of lady fingers in a large bowl. Sprinkle them with sherry wine. Add a layer of boiled custard. Add a layer of whipped cream. Sprinkle with chopped pecans (one cup total). Repeat until all ingredients are used. The top layer should be whipped cream sprinkled with nuts.
I must admit that Ruth Hughes, the mother of my friend Mary Winton Hughes, made the best gypsy I have ever tasted. I do not know her reicpe, but hers had more whipped cream and less lady fingers than my aunt's. She used slivered almonds instead of pecans and she added an extra kick by adding a generous amount of rum with the sherry. Ruth also made the best egg nog I have ever tasted, bar none.
The old Abbeville hospital, on the corner of Ellis Ave. and Cherokee St., opened in 1916. I was born there and both of my parents died there. I was surprised to find out that before it was a hospital the 3 story structure was formerly the Ferguson Williams College for black students. Since a new hospital was built in 1966, the old hospital was converted into the Ferguson Williams Apartments. The picture appears to be a very early one.
I received email from someone who asked me if Abbeville really once had a Coca Cola bottling plant. She said that her friends told her that she didn't know what she was talking about when she said that she once worked there as a teenager. Many folks today never knew that that it ever existed. We used to say that it was where they planted Coca Colas. The facility was located just off Chestnut St. on Lane St. While in grammar school, our class took an interesting tour of the plant. We watched the automated machines wash the old 6 ounce bottles, fill them with Coke, and cap them. The last step was a visual inspection of the contents of each bottle to be sure that they had been fully cleaned. Ladies grabbed 4 bottles at at time from the conveyor belt and placed them on a light table device that shined light through them. The bottles were then put into wooden crates for delivery. Across the street from the Coke plant was the old ice plant. During the summers, we would go there after church to get a block of ice so that we could make homemade peach ice cream in a hand-turned churn. The picture is of Buddy Harrison, AHS class of 1957, who was Sales Manager for the Coca Cola Plant until 1976. The picture was sent to me by his daughter Hope Harrision. Her mother is Bitsy Erwin Harrison, AHS class of 1957. The picture was made in the early '60s.
My father was a volunteer fire fighter before I was born. You can see some of the pictures he had that were made in the '30s or maybe the early '40s on this page. There is also one picture of the Abbeville mayor and police officers from about 1940.
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