This is similar to another round trip I made back in late March, but even a bit longer than the drive to SC for the birthday party of my pen-pal. I went to Decatur on Friday, to spend the night, so it would not be such a long, tedious, dreadful drive to Greenville and back on Saturday. But it mostly was anyway, because it rained/drizzly all the way up there and back to Decatur.
The pen pal had the daughter of a fellow infantryman come for a visit, and had asked me about coming up to see her when she was in town. It was a pretty big undertaking for her - as she lives in California. She had been once before, several years ago, and I had met her then.I also enjoyed spending time with Mr. H's daughter, who was the chauffeur for the day.
Mr. H. wanted to take us to NC to the home of Carl Sandburg, a Pulitzer Prize winning author, who lived near Asheville for a number of years. The Sandburg home is on a farm, now property of the NPS, and preserved as it was when the Sandburg family owned it and lived there. Raising and selling goats - of all things. While he was writing a six volume history of Abe Lincoln, and poems, and children's books, she was breeding goats. There are still descendants of the goats there on the farm: we saw three little ones, wearing overcoats, that were about 24 hours old. They didn't smell as goat-y as the adults.
It was a damp, chilly day, but the ride up to Flat Rock, NC was pretty, and the tour of the home was very interesting. Mr. H. especially wanted to go and see the house, due to a connection of a previous owner of the home and farm, a Col. Smythe, who was a veteran of the War Between the States. Col. Smythe started the cotton mill in the little community of Dunean, where Mr. H. has been living for many years.
Now I can't say I haven't been to the home of famous poet/author Carl Sandburg.We are thinking we remember that he read something notable at the inauguration of John Kennedy?
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