Pluff Mud Chronicles

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

Well, here we are: May, magnolias, gardenias and graduation; the latter has taken a personal turn this year at Chez Farrow on the Ashley. My girlfriend’s best friend’s daughter is graduating from the College O’Knowledge in mere days. I bring this up not because I am eager to hear the speaker (Couldn’t tell you who it is if you put a gun to my head), but because I have been charged to find an extra ticket for that blessed event. They are rare as hen’s teeth. Apparently, I am on a very short list. If that fails, then it’s off to Craig’s List where they are flying off the shelves at $250 a clip.

Pluff Mud Chronicles

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III 

David

“This will be the best year ever!” he whispers into her ear, year after year, over the spectacular fireworks.

Pluff Mud Chronicles

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

David

If you follow me on Facebook, you know I take a lot of those little quizzes like what rock and roll star would you be (John Lennon), what Greek deity are you (Eros), what Gone With The Wind character are you (Rhett Butler) and so on. This very morning I took a quiz that asked, “When Will You Die?” The answer? At a whopping 57 years old. Thing is, Charles, on the 28th of this month on the birthday you and I share (happy 50th), I will be 62.

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

David

Charles, I would love to tell you that my memories of back to school were idyllic, part of the panoply of memories that color the halcyon days of youth. Thinking back on my almost 18 years of matriculation from the perspective of 35 years later, though, with the exception of one the Simons boys almost putting my eye out while acting out a scene from the Three Stooges, I don’t really remember a heck of a lot … except for early football at Christ School. That I remember as if it were yesterday.

Pluff Mud Chronicles 

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

David

The most memorable summer job I ever had was painting the McPherson’s house on South Battery in early summer of 1973. I was part of a crew Harry Cochran had assembled. What a crew that was: Andy Watson, Bubbie Stone, Brad Waring and John G. Thornhill — among others.

Pluff Mud Chronicles

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

David

Probably the best summer job I ever had was after my return to the College of Charleston in 1977 following a two-and-a-half year stint at George Washington University and a year out of school. One of my dearest friends was the late John Bennett. Sitting around the pool behind the Buntings on Lenwood during spring break, John — what one might call a noted attorney — suggested I start serving subpoenas for him. He had a ‘64 Chevy Impala, which he loaned me, and offered to pay me $5 for every one I served downtown, $10 for every bridge I crossed, $20 for North Charleston and $30 to go out to the rural hinterlands of Ladson, Goose Creek and Summerville.

Pluff Mud Chronicles

By David Farrow and Charles W. Waring III

David

It’s here — summer with all of its intendment fun, sun, pretzels and beer. In high school and college, how one afforded the aforementioned fun, sun, pretzels and beer involved various life lessons.

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79°F

Charleston, SC

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Humidity: 83%
Wind: N at 0 mph
Sunday 73°F / 80°F Thunderstorms
Monday 73°F / 83°F Thunderstorms
Tuesday 73°F / 84°F Thunderstorms
Wednesday 72°F / 84°F Thunderstorms

Mercury newspaper racks are located at the following locations:

The Meeting Street Inn

Clair's Service Station at 334 Folly Rd.

Harris Teeter on Houston-Northcutt Blvd.

The Square Onion in I'On

Mt. Pleasant Library on Mathis Ferry Rd.

 

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