Poem: Red

Bethyl Davis Wood - Lexington

Red I look out my window just in time to see the woman walking the red dog. And think about my mom who likes to tell me about the duo in long winding circles of words. Does she love to see them because the red dog is the bright color her hair once was? Do … Read more

Sisters and unexpected blessings

Murrells Inlet - Marshwalk

When a family falls apart there are painful ripples but you can also find unexpected blessings in their wake. That’s the story of my half-sisters and I – we each grew up without a sister and we were excited to be sisters in adult life. I was a baby when my oldest sister Julie came … Read more

Biking like a kid again

Dripping wet after getting caught on my bike in a storm
Dripping wet after getting caught in a storm riding bikes with my husband

Dad and I didn’t often see eye-to-eye, but I’ll always remember his being there when I rode my bike without training wheels for the first time. Such a classic childhood moment when you first feel that sense of mastery and independence. Riding my bike would become a happy place throughout my childhood and into my teen years. The love affair would fade and return at different times of my life.

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Loss ripples beyond Greenville cycling community

Jeff Papenfus shows off an Alley Cat race prize
Jeff Papenfus shows off an Alley Cat race prize

You may have noticed that here at Carolina Cycling News we tend to emphasize road racing. It’s not entirely on purpose. Neil is just a roadie at heart who loves cyclocross while I’m a cycling fan and recreational/commuter rider. Although we don’t get much chance to ride the trails with mountain bikers, we love opportunities to give publicity to our cycling cousins. We had a great time covering the Alley Cat races that started in Greenville and that is how we first really met Jeff Papenfus, their founder. Prior to that we had been

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Bethyl’s Blog

Mom on 86th Birthday

Guest Blogger: My mother has started “blogging” via email and this is her post for yesterday which seems an interesting follow-up to my “Hands” post: Today is my mother’s birthday. Alice Ardena Erickson Davis. December 13, 1887 – August 3, 1980. She was 40 when I, her fifth and last child, was born in 1927. … Read more