Greenville’s Best 1: Paris Mountain

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Dream-Chaser-and-Eves-GardenThis coming Saturday, June 6, at 2:00 I’ll be at Joe’s Place,

640 S Main St, Greenville, SC 29601

with my friend, Pat Spears, author of Dream Chaser.

We’ll talk a little, read a little, and mingle a lot. I love the bookstore’s motto: Sit, sip, read! They have coffee, beer, wine, and various munchies. More importantly, some of my best friends and family have promised to come! That means YOU, right?

Greenville is my home town, the place that more than any other shaped me. Each day this week, I’ll post something that I love about the town––in no particular order. There’s so much!

To start with, there’s Paris Mountain. Greenville is a gateway to the Appalachians on this end of the trail. From here, one can access almost every corner of the gigantic chain, one of the world’s oldest mountain ranges.Paris_Mountain_in_Greenville_County_SC-913x250

Paris Mountain is a little monadnock that sits almost alone in this corner of the Piedmont, but from its top you can see very far, indeed. When I was a child, this was my wilderness.

The place where my family gathered for picnics, spring, summer, and fall; where we swam in the cold, clear lake, and hiked around the watethrfalls, avoiding copperheads and, when I was very little, bears. I think the latter are all gone from the mountain now, as it’s surrounded by development ( See the mountain from the city skyline, below) but back then, it was truly wilderness.8180725305_a3b300b085_z

Long, long ago, part of my family owned a piece of this mountain. There still exists at one end, the ruins of a mill that replaced the mill owned by a 4 X great-grandfather.

As a teenager, my friends and I played all over this mountain, doing all the things (ahem!) that teenagers do.

When my own boys were small, we took pictures of them th-1by a giant rock. They loved it as much as I do.

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Today, my family occasionally still has family reunions there.

It is a touchstone of my existence. Below, there’s one of my first publicity photos, taken on the mparismountainstateparkountain,

Tomorrow:the place where I retreated when the world was dark. 348s3774

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  1. Kathy McConnell

     /  June 1, 2015

    I love this! I remember going swimming at the lake on those hot, humid, glorious days of youth. Motown would be in the air all around and all those kooky ’60’s songs. I still have a cumulative collection of those 45’s: Little Red Ball, My Boyfriends Back, Great Balls of Fire, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, so many more. Even a few Sun Records. Did you ever go to Chick Springs and Sliding Rock?

    I didn’t know you had these little tutorials. Definitely checking those out.

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  2. Yes! Chick Springs–another magic place! The water there smelled good, I remember, better than the lake. It’s all gone now, right? I miss it. Great balls of fire is still one of my favorite songs! Yes, it’s Study Hal again tomorrow.Join us!

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