Tag: family
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Seen / Unseen Greenville: What Is This Actually About?
The other day, I asked my mom about the Ideal Laundry explosion. I expected her to look confused. Instead, she looked at me like I was the crazy one. “Of course I’ve heard of that.” For anyone unfamiliar, the Ideal Laundry explosion happened in Greenville in 1946. A propane leak at the Ideal Laundry building…
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Four Greenvilles
When people talk about Greenville, they usually talk about it like it is one place with one shared experience. A single city moving in one direction with one story to tell. But that has never really been true. Greenville is several Greenvilles at once. Different versions of the same city, living beside each other, shaping…
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Seen / Unseen Greenville: Let’s Begin With Our Cherokee Roots
Welcome Back to Seen / Unseen Greenville This blog will still wander where life takes it—family, politics, recovery, culture, memory, whatever feels worth examining. But I wanted to mark a direction I’m especially excited about. THis will be an ongoing series exploring this place more deeply—its history, growth, contradictions, bright spots, blind spots, and the…
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Seen/Unseen Greenville: This Place Has Never Been One Thing
Welcome to Seen / Unseen Greenville This blog will still have all kinds of posts. Politics, family, recovery, culture, whatever life puts in front of me. That part isn’t changing. But I wanted to mark a new direction I’m excited about. I’ve lived in Greenville most of my life, and like a lot of people,…
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What I Couldn’t Say To My Son
The other day my son told me he might want to join the military. Or maybe become a police officer. My heart dropped. I didn’t react the way he probably expected. I didn’t argue. I didn’t lecture. I didn’t tell him he was wrong. But inside, something in me tightened immediately. Because I value having…
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Breaking Through the Bubble: The Strange Mercy of the Algorithm
I don’t trust the algorithm.Not really. But I’ll admit this much: it’s doing a better job of feeding me music I love than most of the avenues real life offers right now. Everyone is in their own bubble these days—tuned into their curated feeds, their scene, their streaming loops—and it takes a lot for something…
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