Growing up working in the cotton fields and peach orchards of Spartanburg County I looked at life in an entirely different way than I do in 2018. As a youngster I did and said a lot of things that I am truly ashamed of today. It was the way of life for ‘my generation’ and we lived that life to the fullest. I’m not sure at what point in my life that I began to realize that I really wasn’t the complete person that I thought I was. I made a lot bad decisions regarding my fellow workers and there wasn’t any way I could make it up. Or was there?
I’ve posted on this board before that one of the proudest days of my Clemson life was the day Harvey Gantt entered Tillman Hall to enroll as a Clemson Student and very,very few of my classmates gave a rats a$$ about this entirely overblown event! What a tumultuous week it was prior to the enrollment and what a tremendous joy it was to see the press with nothing to report. I made up for some of my past life that day and so did 5000 other Clemson men. I’m still working on it.
I know this hasn’t nothing to do with sports but in some ways, I guess it does. Go Tigers
Perhaps I should have added this to my ranting just to make it more interesting. Just prior to Gantts enrollment at Clemson our friends in Alabama were going through this same transition and the honorable George Wallace made all the front pages in America standing on the front steps of the capitol protesting this backward movement for the south. The press was expecting South Carolina to follow suite. Go Tigers